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I seem to get so lost or tangled up in my own world that I forget that I have this here diary, this journal, this life of mine here. I've made a mental note that more attention needs to be put into my blog. Serious attention. :D


I had a weird experience on the train on Friday, I'm not even sure if I can class it as weird...perhaps interesting would fit better? But anywho's, I got on the train ready to go home after a stressful week at college. I was feeling kinda glum, so me and Em picked some nice comfy seats but then we had to move because the toilets smelled so much of sick :(


But that wasn't the story, so we moved seats, and after about 10 minutes this boy, perhaps a teenager, but boy all the same came and sat in the seats next to us. I didn't mind, but I was sure that he was sitting where we had just moved from. So as the train sets off, this girl comes up to the said boy, and starts a rather weird conversation with him:


"Do I know you?" Says girl
"Erm no..."

"It's just that I recornise you, whats your name?"
"Josh.."

"How old are you?"
"15"

"What are you doing on the train?"
"I'm going home" At this moment he puts away his music player

"Does that mean that I have to stay here and keep on talking because you put your headphones away?"
"Erm... If you want.. I just erm... did it"


At this point I was finding all this rather funny, and laughing quite a bit. This guy, Josh kept on looking over at me. Not in a "what are you looking at" kinda way... more a Join the conversation kind of look. Or even a HELP look.


The girl then turns to me and says:


"You must think I'm really crazy, coming up to strangers and talking to them, but you are more than welcome to join in the conversation..."


We then have a full length conversation last about 10 minutes about who we all are, why we are on the train, where we live and all this weird-ness. It was just odd.


Ever since then I keep on wishing that I bump into this guy Josh. No I don't fancy him, and No he is NOT gay, it was just a Unique conversation that I want to have it again. And I know alot about him, especially for someone who doesn't actually know someone.


So today, at like 7:30 in the morning I'm on my train again, and as I get off I notice a face in the crowd waiting to get out.. its Josh. I really wanted to just say hi, or poke him or something. He saw me too... I'm sure he did. But I didn't talk to him, I was too busy erm.. just walking yup.


*sighs* I really hope that I see him now, just for the sake of seeing him, perhaps on Friday on the train again... I'm going to look out for him, search every seat, just because, *shrugs* there is something about that boy.


I haven't told Tom about him, at least I don't think I have. More because I forget who I've told, but it doesn't matter. I don't like like this 15 year old like that... does it sound like I'm trying to convince myself I don't like this guy - HAHA. But seriously. I LOVE Tom - End of :D


On another note, I have found a new hobbie, or rather fashion acessorie... Elastic bands. It started from a friend at college, he had some red elastic bands on his wrist, saying that he got them from work. And since then I keep on finding them on the street. I've found around 7 now, in really random places, and when I least expect it. I think its a sign - Whoa... crazy talk. However, I do believe that the source of these magical red elastic bands comes from the Post man... I think the letters are wrapped up in them.


But now that I've told you this, you are bound to find these red bands on the street... and you are cursed for life :P


Meeting Tom's parents this weekend. I'm scared... VERY scared. EEEK!


luvs

xXx

My life seems pretty much like a train at the moment. I'm heading for a destination, its a long way away, so far that the train even includes a buffet in coach D. :D


My life, being compared with that of a train keeps on reaching the fastest speed it can travel, and then having to hit the brakes because there is an incoming station. My life seems to keep on speeding up and then suddenly grounding to a hault


At each of these stations I collect a whole bunch of multi-culturial people who happen to occupy every seat I have to offer on my lush of a train. But then at the next station people are standing up, the next station and there is pushing and shoving and people being pressed up against the doors.


I've taken so much on in my life that I'm starting to regret that I hadn't applied for the semi fast train or even better the direct train... A to B in 20 minutes. So let me tell you.. This train is terminating here.


I think its because of all this stress [and lack of stress and general lazy-ness] which has resorted in me not addressing the nations :P in my blog for some time *sighs* hmmm side note: Someone has changed my bin in my room without me even knowing about it.. wow I get such great cleaning from my mum eeek :P


So my sister, formally known as Kay is off to Uni, Leeds. And she leaves on Sunday... I'm not sure what to think. Ok firstly I'm jelous.. I like sixth form but I want the next step, the total crack down on Drama, instead of flittering around with 3 subjects. I also want that freedom that I can't get for another year... I'm trying and failing. [The fact that my mother has cleaned my bin shows this!]


I'm going to miss her. I love her - we argue once a week and that is all... its a happy relationship. A good siter to brother relationshop and I will miss it. We can talk about anything at any given time, and I know I can trust her. She has always been my steady rock, although for years I never realised this and now she is going from me... :'(


My mother believes I have an attitude problem and its totally directed at her. I don't. I am just very, ... erm... variable in my mood swings at the moment :D She doesn't want Kay to leave, and she knows that next year I will also leave... she hates the fact that her children are growing up. [Doesn't every mother?]


So to keep me busy now that summer is over... oh yesh folks WINTER is HERE... bring on the rain, sleet and snow, and anything else you wish to through at me because I have an umbrella and will be ready. Anyways.. back on track, now summer is over :( College has started again, and by jeeze its a bit cRaZy at the moment.


My college is kind of small, its well known, its one of those colleges that if another college won't accept a student my college opens their arms to you and says "Welcome" But this year is different - We are over subscribed, waaay over subscribed with 2016 students in once place [other colleges have around 1800 students] we have a crisis.


The halls are packed with students, every square inch of every place every known in the college has a group of people trying to find a space to just talk or sit or eat lunch. I was looking forward obsessed with wanting the new year at college, and now I'm starting to regret it!


Now within college I hold a reputation [Damn Right I Do!] everything from The Gay Boy, to The Lovely Boy, to The Drama King, and even The Drama Queen .. and now I've taken up the role of Welfare Officer on the Student Union. I go to meetins once a week, discuss issues and make changes that will be good for our students .. oH YESH I have the POWER :D:)


Now at college there is a lack of a gay community, there are about 5 out people, including myself. 4 of which are male eeek. Now if figures are corect in what everyone believes then 1/10 people are gay. Haha... have I got you doubting if you are that tenth person? No... damn. Anyways 1/10 so there must be MORE of them somewhere..


So I have set out on a mission to start a LGBT society. Lesbian.Gay.Bisexual and Transexual[Transgender] Society. One was tried to be formed last year and failed this year.. I am armed with posters, flyers, debates in take into hand, AND a notice board [My personal fav out of all these things... My OWN notice board *yipppie* :D] AND lots of support from the staff.. and some friends.


Now this LGBT society is like a Band for those of you in America.. imagine a whole load of students who love to to play that funky band movement stuff.. but in a gay way. Yesh there is blowing of instruments that really shouldn't be blown upon [at least not on college property... oh kinky!] There is love between those band people, there is hatred... ALOT of hatred. Hell is like I want to play upfront and march along at the top but missy over there also wants to. Lesbians fighting is not a good thing... and have you ever witnessed two gay queens fight over who is the more experienced and who WILL be the society president... hell its a harse world.


And I'm in the heart of it.


So the student union, with myself, have decided to allow a member from the LGBT society to join the Student Union as a voice to the mass of gay people?! :D But Who is going to do it? And how are they elected and heaven knows if we try and keep their sexual orientation secret and not making them openly admit that they fancy boys or girls... We don't want them to be outcasts.. So here I am. The one who knows ALOT about LGBT issues and people and I'm running around from Lesbian to Gay trying to see what they want and reporting back to the Union...


But underneath all this, I'm secretly screaming: "Let me have the position... let ME have the position - VOTE FOR ME"


If this wasn't enough to make your brains fry with exhauston then try balancing a beautiful, hunky, sexy, uberly-cool, perfect boyfriend who lives 157 miles away. We see each other once every two weeks. It's planned and it must be kept that way.


But in a months time its my sisters 20th and it falls on exactly the same weekend where I'm meant to be meeting Tom's parents... yesh we are now at the stage [can it even be called a stage?] where we are so far in the relationship that I'm meeting the parents. This is the first and maybe last time that Tom has ever invited his boyfriend to meet his parents. I'm scared.


But I have to let either my sister down, or my boyfriend down by saying.. sorry I can't come. I hate making choices.. never take me shopping.. especially for sweets.


I'm letting my sister down. Damn I had to let Someone down.. but mother came up with the idea that I will go and visit her [notice the WILL go..] at her Uni the weekend after.. *looks down at wallet..* righht.. Good thing I'm taking on extra 'shifts' at work.


I now offically smell of chinese ALL the time. It's like stuck to my body, in my hair, seeping into my skin and soon I will turn to Chow Mein and will be served for dinner. :D It's sickening how much time I actually spend at work, and actually how much I eat down there. *looks at tummy* Right.. waight watchers? haha NEVER! Working Tuesday and Thursday 6pm - 10:30 pm and then Friday 6pm - Midnight-ish.


Urgh I need a new job.. one where I don't leave the house ALREADY smelling of my job before I even arrive there.


Hmm any ideas? :D


How are you meant to feel sorry for someone who's cat just got put down when really you are allergic to the little evil creatures and slightly do not care? Eek. I'm turning old. I'm going grey, and hell I'm getting grumpy already... 17 years of age is a bad time for most people. Especially me.


This morning I dragged myself out of bed for a Ghost tour of Cambridge. It's for my Performing Arts coursework... strange aye? Apparently we have to create a piece of Performance around Cambridge Ghosts... and yesh I actually went on a ghost tour during the day. It wasn't scary, it lacked everything and our tour guide couldn't even be more scary if she had her head missing and pranced around on a horse.. Headless Horsemen.. She kept on repeating the fact that: "All these stories are just the backbone of what really happened, they are just facts. I can't actually tell anything more than that" Oh and to really top it off she even admitted at the start of the tour that she wasn't a real ghost tour guide but got kinda thrown into doing it [if a little willing]..


I couldn't believe that I dragged myself out of bed for this. And walked for it as well. Oh and to top it off we have to do our performance in a Church... if only they knew that they were allowing 2 gay people into a church to prance around and frolock like girls and present a performance then they would have chucked us out and even locked the doors on us.


Well its nearly Midnight and this has been like going to theorpy with some hot person and letting them get everything that this train boy had on his load off, and onto the platform known as my blog.


I suddenly feel 3 stone lighter.


Oh and if you actually read all of this, I thank you, and ask you to comment with a half decent comment saying that you actually read all of this and love me oodles upon noodles.


And on that note.
luvs

xXx

[EDIT - I'm off camping with mother for 4 days as of tomorrow so I won't be around.. sowwie folks! Leave your comments or else! /EDIT]


I love him.


No more I think I love him, I think its time that I just confront something which is constantly playing on my mind... and thats Tom.


At first we didn't want to say the "L" word because well, jinx's aren't good for a relationship :P I think we both felt it, but just didn't want to say it, not straight away. So we waited a month.. and then one sleepy morning while I was on a train Tom blurted down the phone that "I think I love you... as in I love you Jake" I, being in a sleepy manner and not expecting such talk so early in the day said "erm..."


Of course that didn't go down well. I wasn't prepared to tell my boyfriend, the one that I was madly head-over-heels with, the one that all the time I thought about him, the one that I would wake up to think of.. I just didn't want to tell him over the phone!


So I waited until I went and saw him about 3 weeks back, and I did it in the most romantic way / creative way that this poor boy does.. and I told him. And now I want to tell you... just because I love him, and something this BIG shouldn't be held back..


So vistors, readers, women, children, men, boys and girls of all ages, I, Jake David *** loves Thomas Stratton ****** [surnames **'ed out so you can't track us down hehe :D]


I love him.


*phew* I'm glad I got that off my chest :D This is only a short entry because sometimes you have to be blunt


luvs

xXx

Phew! What a weekend I've had. I can't remember the last time I felt so run down, worn out and just generally shattered!


So although it wasn't the weekend, Thursday was quite a stressful day for the whole family. Both me and my sister would be getting our results from our exams which could [at least for my sister] change the rest of her life eeek! If Kay [sister] hadn't got the grades she wanted which I do believe were a B and C [as well as the B she already had because of her semi-break when she was ill] then she would not have been able to go the Uni that she really wanted to which was Leeds.


So, in the morning my dad had to go and pick up her results as Kay had to work... and it turned out that she got two B's! So overal she got BBB which means that she could go to Leeds *WOO* Such a relief after all that Kay has been through with her illness and having to do an extra year, FINALLY she can go to Uni with all her friends!


And as for the wonderful me, I had to pick up my results in the afternoon from College, so off to I went. By the time I got to college there were hundreds of people milling around, kind of choas really. Some people crying, others cheering - and there I was stuck in the long queue for any of the letters. Apparently everyone at college has a surname in the range of O-S. Luckily I saw someone that I knew and just skipped the best part of the queue and before I knew it I was being handed my results *dum dum duuuuum*


English Lit - C [2 marks off a B *GRRR* So going to retake to get my B]
Drama and Theatre Studies - B *woo*

Performing Arts - B *yippie*
and

Photography - A *jaw hits the floor*


So as you could imagine I was pretty happy with what I got, if a little annoyed by the fact that I was 2 marks off my B in English but I shall just retake one of the modules and get my B *hehe* As for the Photography, wow I was pretty amazed! The only problem is, is that I had already decide to drop Photography and continue English Lit because it will help me out LOADS when applying for Drama School/Uni


Lots of stress over and done with, when it comes to the results! We then after I got home, the family all went out and celebrated our brilliant results [and apparently everyone else was doing the same lol]


Now back to the stressful weekend. Tom came down on the Friday night while I was at work, so when I got home I found my uberly sexy boyfriend sitting on my sofa engaged in a conversation with my slightly drunk parents ... oops! Aw luckyily they hadn't gotten out the baby photos or told any embarressing stories.. like they would anyways.. I hope!


Saturday was Pink Picnic, so after getting home and into bed on the Friday night at around 1:30 we then had to get up and out of the house for an 8:30 train. *yawns* we were on site, with out funky T-shirts saying STAFF [ohhh yesh!] by 9:15. The whole event wasn't starting until 12, so we had a few hours to get everything up and running in our tent. We layed carpets, painted a wardrobe for the "Coming Out of the Closet" [yesh... yesh.. so gay I know!] a Sofa and chill out area, some funky art work [which included 20 boards full of my photos *yay*]


Pink Picnic for myself was utterly amazing, it was stressful, yesh VERY stressful but that didn't take away how much fun I had. It was great being a staff member and having badges and T-shirts, and passes for the backstage-ness of the event. You would get people coming up to you and asking questions .. mostly "Where are the toilets" but still all good!


I was helping running the YPT tent which is Young Pink and Talented, basically people under 25 could come along and relax, listen to music, join in some workshops and generally have some fun. The annoying thing was however that not many people actually knew that the tent even exsisted :'( So there I was running around the place trying to get people into the tent, and even join in some of the workshops - which I managed to do very successfully :D


11 Hours later we finally left Pink Picnic, absolutely tired beyond belief.. but we had a fantastic day :D


When me and Tom got home the only thing we could do was to fall on the sofa, wrap our arms around each other and watch a film and endulge in Pizza and Wedges MmMm now thats what I can life :) We fell asleep really early cuddled up together in bed, aw how romatic hehe


On the sunday [yesterday] we didn't rise from bed until nearly 2 oops. I think the whole Pink Picnic had knocked us out completely! After many attempts of trying to get moving we finally got up and I cooked Tom lunch/dinner. Now considering that I never cook I think I've done pretty well with actually cooking a big meal and actually pulling it off :D


Tom left last night quite early as he had to get back home and I had to go the the Murder Mystery Party. Urgh I just HATE Long Distance, but like I keep on saying to myself and everyone else, and basically the whole world - We can make it work and we WILL make it work .. even if we don't get to see each other for weeks at a time, we can make this work. Damn I hate leaving Tom all the time, at the station here there and everywhere... I get all upset and down :'( I just MISS HIM, too much.


So after Tom got his train I went and got my train and toodled off to the Murder Mystery Party as Mysterious, Marvellous, Magical, Mr Plum... who turned out to be very mysterious in the end, hehe. So we had a great evening, nearly everyone drank a bit too much wine, apart from myself who doesn't drink wine, yay for sober moi :)


So it turned out that because my lover had died I wanted to get revenge and money, so I planned the murder of poor Jimmy the stage hand [hehe] BUT I did not do the crime, for I left the Theatre, I left the crime up to my partner in crime...


So yesh, I was one of two MURDERERS! *evil laugh*


and on the note, I bid you goodbye
luvs

xXx


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Well the last 24 hours has been interesting to say the least. I found out that my host [who's webpage had dissappeared for over a week due to 'technical reasons'] had run out of money and was going to be closed down on the 16th [Tomorrow] :'(


As you can imagine this wasn't the nicest of things to find out. So I have no host, so there I was frantically look on FreeWebSpace.net on the message boards for a new host that could set me up quick.


After all I had less 48 hours to find a new host while trying to Balance keeping the site working - Haha :S


I posted a message on FreeWebSpace.net and I had a few people get back to me offering free hosting, as I asked for free hosting just until I can get everything sorted out, and this one host seemed to stand out above the rest. They are: Hosting Posts - don't be fooled by the name you don't actually have to post in the message boards in order to get hosted.


So thats where bobakey.net now lies.. and I intend to get a paid hosting from them soon: 1G space and 10G Bandwidth for only £2.50 a month [or $5/month] - if anyone else would like to suggest perhaps a better host PLEASE let me know by commenting..


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Back in the real world... I had an invitation dropped off by Justine today for her Murder Mystery Party, that is on Sunday. I am playing the character of: "Mysterious Marvellous Magical Mr Plum"


And my character description is as follows:


"Tall, dark, and ugly beyond belief, My Plum is the theatres regular Magician. He insists on wearing black at all times, though no one has yet discovered why. His bushy hair is wild and rumpled like that of an aging professor, while his face is covered with a mysterious scars and pock marks. The only remarkable feature of his costume is a tattered rainbow coloured scarf which often covers his entire face up to his eyes. Though off stage he is silent and willowy, under the spotlight his voice booms with the fevour of the obsessed and his stature appears to fill the stage - magic in all forms is his life's work, and his spectacular stage shows never fail to fill the theatre to the rafters. He is little known in London society, and appears to have no relatives or friends."


hehe, :D how brilliant does that sound, and I must say that does sound like me, apart from obviously I'm not ugly :S and I don't do magic, lol. But I wear alot of black, and rainbow = gay [I'm guessing] and I want to be an actor so in the theatre and also the shy part is quite true. I can be really quiet and then really loud and amazing [if I say so myself] on stage...


Aw I can't wait for that, oh and in other notices: I'm ILL - have a really bad cold, and I lost my voice today, its not good. Sympathy please?


Luvs

xXx