Ends and New Beginnings

Ok so I just watched a video on Youtube, where basically Ali left Spain after living there for 3 months, which must be hard to say goodbye to all the things, places and of course people. Personally, the closest I've came to that is when I left High school which was hard after all it was a place where I spent a lot of my time. But it wasn't the school, it was the memories and I did get the movie flashback that you get when your about to leave or finish something. Even thou I have been back to the school, obviously for exams and then for just general in the place, might go and see people who are there still for sixth form. I mean I have been back but still I'm not a student and it kind of begs the question, "did I make the right decision in leaving?" I did, but I had people there and I don't want to use them. That school I did find out who, I was and who my real friends were.

I wrote a blog on leaving school, on my old blog, but you know what. I thought I'd never go back? I have and the truth is I might be working there soon. So I guess that school even thou I've left as a student, It's still one place that I won't forget, even if I'm gone for ages from that. That gives me time to miss the people there.

Being a Good Friend or Being Used?

Ok so this does link into Just To Get High, but it's through own experience, not quite Drugs. Well not hard drugs. Anyway off the subject.

I feel like I'm guilty of being too caring about my mates and looking after them. People say "oh Your an awesome mate, cuz your there all the time." or "Your always therefore people and people trust you." But I don't know. I mean I admit I care about people, but it's sort of hit me now that a few people are taking advantage of that maybe not on purpose, but they still are. Sometimes I just seem, as I'm back up, not a mate. Like I thought it was just me being paranoid but I think since I got into college I've realised that maybe, what is one of my strengths maybe, some people are using that against, whether they know it or not.

Writer's Block

Ok so, lately Writer's Block has hit me and ideas block to be honest. Like the whole plan of the book, that I (stupidly) not finished before I started writing. It's been a problem of mine for a long long time, I always have the big idea and it's like "OMG MUST WRITE, FUCK THE PLAN!" but then a few months or weeks or whatever, the block hits and it's like "man, should have done a plan" I learnt my lesson for essays and so on, but in writing for not set reasons I never seem to plan. So maybe I'll go back and write a long and detailed plan, perhaps even character ID's and so on .

So here's the update on the story, I've hit Chapter 3 and it's all set after a suicide attempt but I won't tell you who tries. Recovery is what this chapter is about, after all the pain, but I guess recovery in all pain cases is slow. You brake a bone it takes a while to heal, You get your heart broken, It may take a lifetime to recover.

Introduction of myself.

Ok, so I figured, I should give you's a way to get to know me, so here I am. My birth name is Andrew Edward Thompson, but I've hit my name as Andi (yes with an 'i' cuz I'm different) Zach Thompson. Don't ask why I just like that name, therefore I go by that name.

I'm 16, finished high school in May 2009, I'm now doing a ND in Television and Film Production at Gateshead College.

Erm and that's about it. Well the basics out of the way. I'm from Newcastle (upon Tyne, England).

I've got the best mates in the world, who I've gone through a lot in the past year with. My writing well I base the characters on people I know, the plot on emotions I've been or seen in people.

So Yeah That's about it.

Extract From The Beginning

This is slightly edited, but I'm only on chapter 3 at the moment so you know. This is the beginning of it all and personally I'm quite proud of it .

'I still remember that alleyway; I mean it looks different now with the yellow tape, the white chalk outlines and the dented yellow cones with the mean-less numbers on them. But it still stands as a dark alleyway with the same promenade features still there, the blood spattered on the wall, dried but still looks as if it’s dripping. Almost as if it’s frozen in time. The skip, with fracture at one of corners from when he ducked away from the metal pole, which was aimed towards his head. If that call had been made earlier, that may have being the only mark in the alleyway. I can never pass through or by that place. It just holds too much in my head. The screams echo and the hallows of the event. It just....I can’t have thought it ended in the way it did. He was too young; but that why drugs get there appeal because people think their awesome and they’re never going to get hurt. How wrong that is.

I’ll start from the beginning, when that person, who was only a friend, not my best friend. Started to change. Moulding into a person; that was too close to the devil himself. When things were decaying and he turned to them. It wasn’t the substance; it was the whole secretive aspect of it, which changed him. He ended with no trust in anyone. That no trust, killed him in the end. But yet he still trusted me, beyond his family, who disowned him and hated him for what he’d done to them. Tearing them apart. It’s hard to believe that this all happened in a space of 6 months. In half a year, he had set back, after set back and by that time he was a lost cause, I wish the decent person within in him still had power, but he was over run by the drugs and the lifestyle of crime. I really questioned myself why I stuck and looked after him sometimes. The conclusion was because he’d become a brother to me, but he soon became a burden. The Brother who was a burden, new concept? Doubt it.'

Comment if you want to.

Off to write more bye,

Andi.

Explanation

Basically I figure that, while writing my novel, I can hopefully make the story and overall finished thing better. So this is gunna be linked to my DailyBooth where your can contact me about the novel and about how is it going and all that jazz. Be warned I am a student so it shall take a while :P.

Thanks for reading and Here's too 'Just To Get High' beginning Colab with the internet.

Andy Zachary Thompson