Is it half-semester already? oh bloody hell! that was quick, anyway all I felt like doing was just getting on with university that all I ever feel like most of the time, because most of the time I just want to go out and enjoy my life and speak to the people who are clever and cheerful. The area I live in right now is just boring and full of miserable people who can’t find anything better to do in their live and that why I’m at university because I don’t want this kind of life for myself. The shocking truth is that I spent of most of time alone because I was just better off that way, I just didn’t want to put up with the stress with miserable people esspecially the one who don’t understand what Autism or Asperger Syndrome is, so therefore I’m just better off alone! I have no reason to be angry, as it wasn’t mine or anyone fault that I had Asperger Syndrome, I was just one of the unlucky ones.
I have a photographics memory and believe me it’s not always pleasurable, I seem to pick up flashback of my hunted past, it mostly had a lot to do with my mother side of the family, most of them used to abused me and lock me in a dark closet and as of today I still get these flashback but I don’t let them get to me anymore, to be honest I don’t see much of my mother side of the family anymore and I’m a lot happier about that, I know sad but true. I used to have a serious temper when I was a lot younger, but today things have a lot better. I still remember most of the pleasutable thing that I had in my life and I hate to admit I’m more scared of myself then with other people because of my photographics memory. I won’t say anything about my old friend, I ain’t proud of what they have turned into, all I can do is feel sorry for them and over it anyway.
The hardest time in life was when my Granddad and my Step-Granddad both died, I didn’t know anything about other real granddad, all I knew about him that he was Northen Irish, he died when my Dad was 2 years old and yes that was his side of the family. I remembered the good time I had with my Step-Granddad, I remembered them like they were yesterday. =)
The one thing I like about myself is that I’m not afraid to speak out to the general public. =D
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I used to eat my lunch in the boiler room to escape from the miserable souls for an hour of peace and solitude.
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