Saturday, 10 November 2001

DD #1

I've never had a diary before so this is new to me as well. I know some people call there diaries names but I'll just call you diary. I'm 14 years old and just thought I should give you a description of the past 14 years of my life - what I can remember of it!!!

I was born on 06/09/1987 into a loving family. There was my mum Sheila Ivy Scott, my dad Christopher Paul Scott, my sister Claire Louise Scott, my other sister Stacey Ann Meigh, and my bruv Terry Paul Scott. I lived in Mill Hill at no. 26 Carlton Avenue. I can't remember anything from that long ago though. I went to nursery in Mill Hill and enjoyed it - as far as I know.

Not long later, my mum and dad decided to move to no. 55 Boon Avenue, Penkhull. I can't remember much from then either but I know I went to Penkhull Infants and had a good time. I went to school with my brother and sister (Stacey). When I reached the necessary age I moved into The Close junior school where I met David Melville and Martyn Lowe who were two of my mates. I went to Spode pottery factory and made my own saucer.

During the time I went to Penkhull Infants and The Close, Claire moved out because her and my mum had some arguments, and I met Dawn and Christine Owen who lived at no. 36 Bath Street opposite the park. Dawn and my mum became very close friends and at the Christmas of 1994 my mum and dad had a row, and me, Tez and Stacey slept down Dawn's. Mum came back to Dawn's later on, and the next day dad moved out.

Not long after that my mum and dad got divorced and dad moved into a flat in Shelton on Grove Place. We visited him every Sunday but it wasn't as good as having him living with us. He took us out to the pictures and swimming and places like that but I still missed him. Then in the 6 weeks holiday of 1997, me and Tez moved in with my dad who had met Angie Plant (and began dating her) and we moved into no. 9 Homer Place, Chell Heath. Claire moved in with my dad and us secretly, and Matt, Angie's son moved in. We had loads of good times together and visited my Mum every weekend. Dawn and Christine moved in with my Mum and Stacey, and started living together.



When we moved in with my Dad and Ang and Matt and Claire, we moved house to just around the corner at no. 2 Ruston Avenue, Chell Heath. I started going to school at Mill Hill again, walking about a mile every day. I had loads of mates and I was the hardest boy in my year. I could beat anyone up who hit me or pissed me off - I wasn't a bully however - I just stood up to the bullies.

In the Christmas of 1997, I got the best thing I own. A N64. (Nintendo 64 bit games console). It was awesome. Claire moved out. I moved up in life into Y6 of Mill Hill and Tez started going to James Brindley High School in Chell. I got loads of new mates and even went Kickboxing, Ju-Jitsu, and Self-Defence classes.


I was exceptional at swimming gaining awards with relative ease. 

Everyday I would just write stories on the school computer. It was fun.

Then I began going to James Brindley, and boy did I have a shock! I was no longer the hard boy, I was nothing compared to some people. I got bullied for cans of pop at dinner times and I didn't dare to tell the teachers - I would have got beaten up badly. As life drew on I grew up and life was great. I matured at the age of 13. Dawn slipped a disc in her back and became disabled. I got on well in school and learned well. I was in the top set at school as I got top marks in my Key Stage 2 SAT's - straight 5's.

In Y8 is where I can start becoming more detailed in what I describe as I can really remember it. We had moved to no. 9 Yarnbrook Grove, Norton, and continued to go to James Brindley. Dave Lawton, a lad who had moved in Ruston Avenue not long after us moved in Norton just around the corner from us and walked school with us everyday. I had loads of friends and enemies but one thing I had was my life.

I met Charlene Goodwin, a tramp up Norton who lived round the corner from Dave. I didn't really fancy her but I went with her anyway - I thought it could make me more popular - what a big mistake. I experienced sexual contact with her in a bush in some fields, though I didn't ejaculate I had sex with her. Just thinking about it makes me feel sick. She finished me because I didn't spend enough time with her, but deep down I didn't care.

However I am glad I went out with Charlene, because if I didn't then I wouldn't have met her brother Mark, then I wouldn't have found out about Eminem and if I hadn't found out about Eminem then I wouldn't be friends with Webby then I wouldn't of found out about Limp Bizkit - the best group of fucking musicians and singers around.

Anyways back to the story of my life. Later in the year I went to Chasewater where I started fancying Emma Woodcock. I felt empty when she wasn't around. I went out with her and every night she'd phone me and whisper down the phone but it was short lived because she finished me not long after but I don't mind because then I got a chance with other people.

Me and Tez went to France with school which had the best time of my life in it. We went to explore World War 1 trenches and stuff like that, but I ended up paying more attention to Steph Hand and trying to impress her. I think it paid off because I ended up going out with her. I felt the luckiest person alive. I met all her family and loved every minute of it. Unfortunately Steph got admitted to hospital under unknown circumstances. We know now that she has CVS but that didn't stop me loving her.

She finished me the day before Nana's Birthday party at the Talisman which was ace. I got up on stage and sang 19-2000 by Gorillaz, and Angel by Shaggy. I still love Steph but I give up asking her out because I don't get nowhere. I'm set for a trip to Ilam Youth Hostel with some mates soon and yesterday I swam in the Bazuka National Swimming Championships in 2 relays - freestyle and medley. We lost, but it doesn't stop us having a good time.



I feel happy at the moment. I've been limpin with the bizkit, munching back on the food, and kickin back on the computer whippin inhuman ass. I can't actually think of jack else say so I'll write too ya soon.

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