Following the Pattern
Well, to say the least, I'm not really sure of where I'm going to go with this, and how well it's gonna turn out. The only thing I do know is that you can't achieve anything if you don't try. So here's my take on life, I guess, and I supposed your gonna judge it? ... Wait. Fug. I hate being judged.
Well, (I seem to say 'Well' alot), to start off my name is Christy McAndrew, and I live in this little place in Ireland called Blackrock. I'm not Irish, I'm actually English, so I kinda get the piss taken out of me alot at school because of the accent, as you can imagine. But then again, to me everyone else sounds funny, so I can't really understand why I'm the one being laughed at? Yeah, well.
It's not all that bad, though, as if I'm this huge loser kid that no-one likes. I do have a few friends, but trust me, it's taken me a while to make 'em. My best friend that I've had from the start of my time at school (How I managed this I don't know) is called Christian. Yeah, he's a guy - to be quite honest, if I met a girl called Christian, I'd be quite concerned. Wait, no, that's a bit harsh, lemme rephrase that - If I met a girl called Christian, it'd probably be a once-in-a-life-time thing.
But yeah, he's my guy buddy, but trust me, we're not like that. He's in fact gay, which is a good thing because I'm pretty sure if people heard I was best friends with a straight, pretty attractive guy there'd be all sorts of finger-pointing and shit, everyone saying I 'like' him and shit. I think the only bad thing about him being the opposite sex is that I can't go with him to the toilet or anything, like other kids do when they need to go. I remember when I lived in Gosport, I had quite a few friends because we were all alike, and if one of them needed the toilet, we'd all go with her. It was kinda gross really. But sweet, I guess.
My other friends kind of all hung out in a group with Christian, and because I was good friends with him and they were too, we all kinda merged into one. Which is good, I guess, because that means when I'm in a class that Christian isn't, I've still got someone to be with. But then again, it does cause a lot of arguments and jealousy between us all, who to sit with at lunch and stuff like that. Sometimes I just wish I could go back to where I was before, but that'd mean I'd lose everything I'd gained here, and, though I have gained very little, it's still hard to say goodbye. I'm awful with farewells. Farewells and desicions are my weak spot, I must say.
Which is why you're gonna help me, right? I guess writing in this 'diary' sorta thing will help me realise my problems and shit. Well, I hope I'll realise them as I'm writing them, because if I only realise them after I've written this and come back to read this like, years later, then it'll be kinda useless.
So here goes my friends. Wish me luck. I'm 'following the pattern'.
So hey guys, I hope you liked the summary of my story 'Following the Pattern'. I know it sounds really cheesy but there's gonna be alot of stuff packed into it, I've already gotten the first five chapters? They should be on here soon, thanks for your time 3
Reviews are really appreciated, even if you think my writing is bad, so long as it's not mean and is constructive criticism, I don't mind x