Love This Song !

 

 

Do not dwell in the past, do not 

dream of the future, concentrate 

the mind on the present moment.

Buddha

I have a brother !

So apparently I have a brother !!!!

I don't know about you , but my weeks been crazzzy ! Thursday morning  I was up early to do the early morning shift at work when I saw a letter popping out of the letter box. Normaliy i would ignor it, we mostly get crap like ... Take Away menus or Dad's bills for god knows what, but for some reason this letter stood out. It had a hand written envelope with loads of these colourful Internationale stamps all over it,  one from Rwanda ! As soon as I saw it was addressed to me I hurriedly ripped it open. It was from my brother! my biologically brother ,explaining how he's moving to England and wanting to meet ! 

Of courses I said yes. It so it happened he had know were to stay so hes now living with me and dad. Your probably thinking shouldn't i be be freaking out that i have a brother , but i was told at a very young age i had a brother but know body knew , were he was and if he even survived the genocide so i never rely questioned it But Simon is lovely ! We rely connect, the picture is a screen shot of a video of us on the couch. you see i am attempting to teach Simon how to skank witch for those who are not aware of the word its a routine dance you do in a club when the song 'migraine skank' comes on like Cameo candy but slightly more urban! i have to say he was terrible at it but in time he'll learn.

Orange is so not my colour !

 That its! I've actually gone and done it, quit uni. I am doing well...  it’s a work in progress I’ve got a job at Sainsburys and although orange is so not my colour, it’s a job like any other, I’ll be fine its all going to turn out ... Who I am kidding? What am I doing? NO, this is the right decision, although Dad doesn’t think so. See, I am back at home living with my Dad, step-Dad that is, he’s angry that I left Kings, he said I am throwing away my future. He’s such a hypocrite, he used to be a successful photographer taking photos of world disasters, he was good at it, had an eye for that kind of thing. As for now... he’s a fat, old, unfit nobody taking crappy wedding photos. I may come across as being a bit harsh, I do love him and all but he gets on my nerves sometimes! Nagging and nagging to do something productive with my life, instead we're doing the opposite he’s just been giving an amazing job offer. An art gallery have asked him to put together his finest work so they can create an exhibition of all of his photography and I have persuaded him do it!  But on one condition, that I go back to uni. S***!

What i am i doing with my life ?

How would you feel if you were sitting in an art lecture, like every other day, studying how to capture pure emotion? An example comes up on the 12 by 12 foot lecturing board, it’s of you , your young 4-5, crying over your died mothers body , surrounded by mass corpse . My name is Alex Potter. I am 19 years old and don’t think i am going to be able to show my face in that lecture hall again. It makes me Cringe just thinking about!! The hole experience keeps coming back to haunt me, I keep getting flash backs of the hole Mortifying event. I am rely considering just dropping out if uni as a hole. I mean just the other week this guy comes up to me in the bar I am working at and starts touching my hair ,  like he’s  never seen anything like it before it was almost as if he never met a black girl in his hole entire life . I rely freaked  me out. i am siting here in a bed sit writing a blog on my life , a blog about me , what am i doing here i need to get out of here, find myself i cant carry on like this !