Well... It's currently 2:14am on a Monday morning and I'm in my University halls... that's right, you read it right, I'm in University. I don't think that what I write here matters because no one reads it. I read a couple of past posts I did and boy, was I deep! So I am going to carry on tradition here. Here's the punch line: life just ends up moving on. It doesn't matter if you want it too or not, it does and you have to learn to deal with that. Usually people are just rolling with it they don't even realise stuff is changing and that's cool, that's a good perspective to have because let me tell you, things are about to drastically change... Maybe for the good or for the bad, that's the beauty of uncertainty.

I realised I can start new anywhere but the past is always going to be there, so I am going to be continuing to blog on this one instead of the new one.

My story is a simple one to tell, born the 28th of May eighteen years ago. Grew up in Belfast, got some friends, lost those friends got new ones. Alot has happened in my life most of which wasn't pleasant but I've been told thats life but this is my story and I wouldn't change a thing, I was put here for a purpose, this was written by a King, was carefully designed, hand-crafted and made by the One who's never made a mistake, I want to give all it takes from here on out to make up for lost time but what's done is done and I can't press rewind and all of my regrets are chasin' me from behind but the future's unwritten I'm racin' towards the finish line... So from here on out everyday counts I know Your grace meets me no matter what the amount despite that I'm hard-hearted, You gave me a clean slate and promised that You'd finish what you've started and even though a four minute long blog can barely scratch the surface. It's sure enough to show I'm far from perfect so thank you for the past, help me live in the present to prepare me for the future 'til my story ends.

Parts from B. Reiths song 'My Story'.

Simple. Thank you Jesus, I am strong because of you.

So the end is here... the end of my life as I know it... and so begins a new a chapter:

I must admit, I love to blog. Probably because I have revision to do. I have gotten to the point of it when other people are starting to worry about the lack of revision more than me. Flip... well, could be worse.... I could have an exam this monday.... oh wait, I do.

I am not really caring if I get the grades for uni because I always get by and I always have a good time. What more do I need?

So I was sitting in the train station with my buddy Matt having a wee chin wag and we got onto the top of..... "If you could you steal one thing from the train station, what would it be?" And I realised, the train station in Belfast has some pretty nice shizz. There is a massive clock, a score board thing and massive men and woman signs for the toilets. Naturally I chose the toilet signs because they would look sweet on my wall.

The point of this blog is that life is way too serious for people to be serious. Let's relax. Oh and look around and see what cool stuff you would love to steal (but don't actually steal because that's bad craic and defeats the purpose of this post).

Flip, well here we go again... I thought it would be best update my blog before we hit June. Since my last blog, I have become 18, that's right, a legal adult. This year has been crazy. Last year was sooooo awesome and then this year hit and that all changed (just to let you know, I am talking about the academic year - starting at September). At about November time, I was really low and I hated life, I couldn't understand why certain things happened and other things didn't. I was disconnected from God. A sentence containing those words 'disconnected' and 'God' is never good. Then a lot of things happened to me and to be honest I'm not feeling great about everything now but I know it all has a reason. Through the months I was really down I kept a smile on my face hoping when someone actually asked me 'how are you doing?' they were actually asking me how I was coping and not just being polite. Why do I sit and write out all my personal things here, so you, the reader can learn from it. What I'm trying to say is, if you have a problem, talk to someone, trust me it helps. Even if it's a small problem. Also, sit down with people and 'invest' into their lives, see how they are actually doing and not just be polite.

What has changed in the months since November for me? Three things actually.

God has changed my perspective but showed me through old ways, taking me to the basics of his teachings and love.

I have had a friend who has 'invested' time into my life, hanging out with me and talking. I now have a great relationship with him.

When taking one of my closest friends home some nights, I am able to sit and open my heart to her and tell her everything that's bothering me. She's great and I don't think that she realises the impact she has had in my life in the past months.

So, live it, let's see what tomorrow brings because I think we have lost the excitement that anything can happen tomorrow.

So that's it the end of what I knew of my life but in itself, a new life born. I am told I have to get an education, get a job, a career, a family, a house and these things will make me happy. Why? I have realised that we are all told and guided what to do and we lose out on one of the greatest gifts God gave us, freedom. Without our freedom, who are we? Slaves to the corporate world? Feeding us crap of what we need? We need nothing. My intentions right now at this moment in time are to live... just live. Live every second like its a year.

How does one measure a day? Is it by seconds? Minutes? Hours? Or is measured by something more? Something more than mere digits. Something timeless. For me it's measured by brief moments. Where time blurs out of focus and all recollection of it fades. It's a smile. It's heartbeats. It's love sparks. A day in my life holds no adventures and no adventure can truly describe one self. It's in the small things that truly show who I am. From Laugher to kisses. My day is filled with memories of days passed. When I was a kid I would day dream, I do it to this day. Between every breath last a life time in a dream.