I'm Gonna Be A Part Of It...

Wow... Seems a bit mad that this is the last (albeit only the third ever) blog post I shall be making before I'm officially away... In precisely one hour's time, I shall be leaving the comfort of the denim semi-wrecked desk-stool to which I am currently sitting, and sitting in the back of my parent's car, on a two hour trip down the bustling M25 to Heathrow, where I shall be spending the night in a run-of-the-mill hotel, desperately trying to get just the smallest amount of sleep in spite of the garishly high temperatures, and the abundance of planes flying over our very much non-soundproof walls... I shall then wake up at the negotiated time of 5:45am (parents wanted it to be 5:30; I much preferred the idea of a nice lay-in until around 9ish, but acknowledged that sacrifices needed to be made), ready to fight through the hoards of angry commuters, after the conveniently timed trade-union strikes, and sit on my seat, ready to worry relentlessly about the possibility of the worst happening, whilst I sit through sub-standard entertainment on a 2 inch screen, such as the never-before-seen 900,000th episode of The Brady Bunch, and the soon to hit the screens epic Mal-Cop 2, which is somehow even less exciting than the prequel...
Well all that I can say is that so long as I'm not sat between two obese Albanian women with excruciatingly severe body odour, and the inflight movie is Biodome with Polly Shore, and they run out of Dr Pepper & salted peanuts; I think it'll be safe to say that it shall be ok...
Currently however, my parents are doing the typical thing which people do before they go away.... panic. They seem adament that SOMETHING is still plugged in, or that SOMEHOW the house will get burgled, and burnt to ground, and then knocked down by hippies to begin construction on the world's first flower furnished cathouse... I, on the other hand have no such dramaticism, and in the 30 minutes it's taken me to type this so far, have not even yet begun packing my hand-luggage, despite the ongoing fury of my mother upon the subject... I had really ought to do it now, but considering that I've been given a pair of boxers to put in there as "an emergency spare", I'm not feeling particularly excited about the prospect of it, in all honesty...
With that all said; now that everything else is out of the way (I officially signed off to say that I am no longer a student at my school, this morning; and thus joined one of the recklessly useless unemployed thereafter), I have to say that I am genuinely quite looking forward to the next fortenight or so. It seems mad to think that in just 2 or 3 days time, I'm gonna be sitting in Citifield watching my Mets beat Jeter and scum... That's probably just because we all know that the Mets have no chance of winning... Even so, I still look forward to it...

Well I have to leave now, So I'll get back to you when I get back to you.

Thanks,
Kempo.

Times Nearly Here

Wow.... Seems a bit mad really, but it's only a week now until I'm gonna be leaving here for big ol' Murrica... I mean you'd think that I'd be excited about it, and genuinely I am... Just... Can only feel that I'm missing out on stuff at home... I don't know really; it's a bit weird... My mind has been a bit all over the place in recent weeks, so maybe this break's just something I really need to let it all settle down a little bit....
Wow... now that's weird... Live forever just came up on my iPod... stopped me in my typing for a little bit there... But not only is it probably one of Oasis' best songs, and one of my personal favourites, but it just about sums up exactly how I'm feeling right about now better than I could've put into words.... So yeah; if you're really that bothered listen to that, and perhaps you'll understand... hmm... that's really genuinely weird how that song just decided to come on...
Aaaaaaanywhoozles.... That's not the point... The point is that I have just a week left here until I'm shooting out stateside, and considering all the exam period, and these rediculously late night skype calls, which despite me absolutely loving (the skype that is, as apposed to the exams... I could really do without the exams... I mean honestly; employers should just take my natural genius for granted, and employ me rather than ordering the issue of some pathetic little peice of paper saying that once I did alright on the subject... ugh.... but still... despite loving the conversations on skype, they're REALLY getting the better of me at the moment... My body just can't seem to take constant 4am bed-times... it's just doing me in quite frankly... And look, I just realised I've written an entire paragraph within parentheses... aww well...) it, it's not really helping me out to be honest...
The main problem perhaps is the whole idea of change?... I don't know... Maybe it's something normal that everybody else is going through; but I've recently hit the realisation that over the course of just about a couple of weeks, EVERYTHING will be different... Priorities in my life will be much more focused on my personal future rather than just my usual "well if I make it through today, then I'll think about tommorrow" attitude... It's just not as simple as that... I'm nearly 17 now, and that means looking for a car, which my God is a nightmare, and I really can't be asked to get into that here, but y'know? Things are different... There are plenty of people too who I feel really quite close to at the minute, which I'm having to come to terms with never seeing again... Now that's hard... And when you add that to the stress of the 15 or so exams which I've had over the last month or so, with the last one this Monday, I'm WAY beyond boiling point right now... I have to say it's genuinely getting the better of me...
Now I didn't want this post to be about personal issues really; just wanted to talk about my holiday coming up; but y'know the point I'm making is that I think that maybe I really just need a time-out, and a break from life in general... So from that point, I guess it'll be good for me; but just knowing that I'm missing out on so much back here by being away saddens me a little bit...
Pain in the butt really that they still haven't invented proper human cloning yet, so I can be both places at once... But that's just another thing I'm gonna have to create in the future...
So yeah; this time next week, I will have already left...
I hope you're ready America...
Because I'm not too sure I am really...

Thanks,
Kempo.