A quick catch-up.

I've decided to write a blog about my life, like everybody else on this website! I'd like to tell you I'll update daily, but I'm in serious doubt about doing that, I guess I can be unreliable like that. I deleted my old blog as it was not what I was going for. It was just "mumbo-jumbo" in my opinion. However, this will be about my life and how I'm coping with my new life. This first entry will just be a catch-up of what's happened lately so you don't get confused. Not that I'm sure anyone will read this, but hey! Who cares?

During 2004 (I think!) when I was 12 (again, I think!) my family moved to Devon. When I say family I mean my mother, brother, half-sister and step-father. Before this I had lived in Birmingham City all my life, but my family moved to Devon, I'm not sure why this move happened but I can only presume it's because of financial reasons. Devon is around three hours away from Birmingham, so after moving I didn't see my family much apart from once a month - maybe. My mother usually would say we were visiting but then change her mind last minute (my brother and I don't really believe the promises she makes. She okay apart from that though). The change of location happened during the start of the school summer holidays and as a result - they were very boring. However, when we did start school it wasn't the local high school but one that half an hour away and a middle school instead. I attended this school for about two weeks before moving to the local high school. This is because the secondary school had a better reputation and of course, eased the traveling distance.

     I attended this school until December 2008, and it was their I made some of my best friends, however, I fear I made some empty promises upon my leaving that I'm not sure I can keep them. It took alot for me to trust these people as in year 7 (when living in Birmingham) I was bullied and therefore very withdrawn and unconfident. Since moving to Devon, I changed and became the opposite! Life there was ideal a lot of the time.. I mean the sea was a five minute walk away! As already mentioned at the end of  2008, I moved house AGAIN. This new house was not in Devon where I could easily still see my friends.. but back to Birmingham, which made the move to Devon seem more like a three/four year holiday. I was devastated at the thought at having to re-build my life but got over soon. Here I am now.. living in the second capital city of  England.

Now living here, my life is pretty much uneventful as I do not currently attend school as non seem to have a place for me which is very worrying considering I have missed two GCSE exams and have more coming up in June. My mother is currently appealing to get me a place but the general thought is that I will become home-schooled or attend college. I don't have that many friends here anymore because I wasn't that friendly with many of my friends from my school in year because of the bullying. So, I spend a lot of time with my cousin, which is okay because we get on well.

My mother and father split up when I was five or six I guess, I can't really remember it. Nowadays, they get along fine - my dad used to stay at my house when we lived in Devon because he also got along with my step-father. Now we are back in Birmingham, I see him about 2-3 times a week at the most which is okay because we both have lives.

      My mother and step-father are married and have a daughter (my half-sister). I get along okay with my step-father sometimes, I find he is very moody often moaning and nagging over small things. Both he and my mother blow the small things way out of proportion - my mother especially. From a previous relationship my step-father has another son who he does not see. They did make contact for a couple of months but not for along, I think this was on purpose but I'm not sure. My father has not re-married but is engaged to my future step-mother. They have no children together but from previous relationships, she has two daughters and a son. I like these guys, there cool. We get along well, I'm closest to Jemma as she is nearest my age.

That is about it. Not complicated, not dramatic and not too tragic. Please subscribe and comment this entry.. I'd love to know about your lives!