So, my names Richard and I’m an alcoholic, No wait, I’m a giant, 24 years old, living in Benoni. This blogging thing is new to me, so I guess I’ll just ramble on about things that interest & irritate me, people I love and maybe, just maybe, the ones I dislike.

I used to be a avid gamer, and by avid, I mean an addict and by addict I mean spending 9+ hours a day in front of my PC playing World Of Warcraft, weekends would be a helluva lot more than that, I think the only times I would get up would be to pee / eat or power nap. I’m so over that now, thankfully, it was a big wake-up call realizing I had sat in front of my PC for almost a full year, non stop, playing the same game. I have seen the light at the end of the social tunnel, and am REALLY enjoying it.

The earlier days – I was expelled from High school in Grade 9  (Std 7) for fighting, well, that’s what the principal called it, I still stand by my story, I pushed him, he fell over his own feet and his head broke his fall on a wall. I really do miss the old days at school, how awesome was it hanging out with your friends all day and having fuck all responsibilities? And if you were like me, not doing home work, after hanging out with your friends at school, we’d still go out afterwards to cause more mayhem. The shit I could tell you about what we got up to, Spray painting streets, stealing stop signs, shooting ice cream trucks with paintball guns, going joy riding, getting pissed, smoking weed, playing with huge fuckoff big fire crackers, blowing up random peoples post boxes, almost burning down a tree, falling out of a tree, passing out half naked, pissed, in a bath with the water running, skelem smoking and shop lifting. Good God, I could go on forever, more of that laters though, for now, I’ll still stick to more about me.

After I was expelled I went to hotel school, I always wanted to be a chef, ever since I could remember I was always helping out in the kitchen and cooking when ever I got the chance, I loved it! Hotel school was okay, small classes, crazy people, crazier teachers. We did allot of fucking around, it was still school, so we didn’t have the freedom of say, a college, where we could come & go as we pleased, couldn’t smoke etc etc. That didn’t stop us though, I remember bunking classes and sitting inside the hotel fridges, eating ice-cream and smoking. After the whole hotel school thing, I had the best intentions of trying to find a job right away, as soon as the holidays were over and I had had my fun.. which didn’t happen, I loafed around for probably a year or so before the parents got gatvol and made me find a job. I managed to find some temp job, working in the evenings doing embroidery on shirts and caps, that lasted a whole of 1 week or 2 at the max. I was then given a job in Currys Post, just outside Maritzburg as an apprentice chef, which was THE worst experience of my life! The hours were utter shit, the pay was worse and to top it off, the room I was living in was so small I could touch both sides of the room if I stretched my arms out. It was in the middle of nowhere, the only things we did after hours to keep ourselves amused was smoke weed, and allot of it. I worked there for about 4 months before packing up and heading home, I didn’t even give notice, I just said “I’m leaving” packed up my crap and left the next day, fuck them. That put me off wanting to be a chef, I will never do it again as a profession.

I came back to Jozi, and fucked around some more, saying I was looking for work and going for “interviews” all the while spending that time at friends houses playing games and drinking copious amounts of booze. I eventually got a job through a friend, which is where I’m still working, I wont get into that just yet, too much to talk about.

I’m tired and frankly can’t think of anything more to say. Stay posted :)