The last but not last summer holiday

So in a way, this is my last summer holiday as I know them. For me, summer holidays were two months of arsing about with friends, wanting them to last forever before going to that little clothes shop that doesnt actually have any decent clothes in it and the only reason it is open is because they have a stash of school uniforms upstairs. I'd have to listen to my mum complain about how expensive uniforms are and that she'd rather be spending the money on something else and generally making me feel like a giant waste of the world's time. She would only end up spending all the money on wine anyway. Now, i have until mid-september until i have to have bought things like, pots, pans, plates, bed sheets and cutlery. I also have this strange anxiety about my exam results, never before had they been so important to me. I don't care about getting A's or doing better than friends, my only concern is getting the two C's I need to get into university. The worst thing is not knowing how I'm going to do at all, everyone found the exams hard and for some of our further maths ones all seven of us came out of the hall with faces the same colour as our school-shirts. There is papers that I know I didnt get very many marks in, I can specifically remember missing out entire questions because I couldn't even fathom how to start them. However, there is that hope of my mark being put up becauce everyone else did terrible aswell.

 So far, since the end of June, I've mostly been hanging out with rachel, rachelmccool.blogspot.com. We've been mostly watching films, going to the cinema and generally arsing about but over the past couple of weeks, pre-season training has kicked off at the limavady rugby club and I've realised that I need to get fit and lose some weight. Coincidentally, a guy down at the TA centre gave me a voucher for some supplements from Sci-MX and I thought, "what the hell" and decided to buy a kilo tub of whey protein which I am now taking between meals and after exercise. I've immediately noticed a difference too. I now don't get hungry at all between meals and I would now only need about two a day. My appetite has gone down overall and in the last week I've lost 5Kg. I'm also exercising about 5-6 days a week, including two rugby sessions a week and It's really paying off. I'm hoping to be a lot fitter for when I go to university and start playing rugby there and hopefully get myself on a decent wee team and get good at the sport. :)

Ladders are quite stressful

For the past two weeks, I've been off on my easter holidays from school. We  have been told, like every year, that this isn't a holiday, it's two weeks to work and revise for our exams. For the past seven years I've totally ignored this advice and spent easter arsing about. This year wasn't the same though, after a few days relaxing I ordered myself a couple of revision books for Biology and they arrived a couple days later (after more of doing nothing). I immediately started to read them and highlight parts I needed to know for my exams. After about two hours of this revision I suddenly realised I was only six pages into the first book and I had a MONSTER task ahead and that my laziness over the past nine(ish) months is coming back on me now.
 The second saturday of my Easter break was one day that I wasn't going to be revising. The Limavady 2nd XV had their last match of the season and it just so happened to be an away match to Donaghadee's 2nds. The dress code for the bus trip and 3rd half in the clubhouse was a colourful shirt and tie, Bermuda style shorts, a hat, sunglasses and flip-flops. We left the club at about half eleven in the morning in one of the Ulsterbus coaches, armed with crates of beer, boxes of red bull, bottles of vodka, bottles of whiskey and a half-yard glass. I remember telling myself that I should take this match seriously and wait until after to have a drink. My plans lasted five miinutes down the road and I opened up my first bottle. By the time we got to Donaghadee I was a little drunk and was worried about the proposition of playing rugby, which is dangerous enough for a sober forward.
 Like the rest of the team, I had chronic heartburn half way into the match and was seriously regretting 'having a few' on the way down. In the end we lost the match (god knows the score). After a good afternoon, evening and early morning of drinking, kebabs and long bus-rides we got back, proud of our drinking skills, regardless of our rugby skills.
 The next day I decided to keep on revising Biology and things started to brighten up for me. On thursday I suddenly remembered that I had seven past papers due for the tuesday after for maths and I hadn't even started them. Needless to say I've spent the past four days stressed and with a sore, tired head.
 I've realised that all this stress is just part of me 'climbing the ladder' towards any hopes of success that I have for the future and that this metaphorical ladder is causing me a lot of stress. Actually, it's a good job normal ladders aren't this hard to climb otherwise window cleaners and builders would have a damn hard 17-18 years of studying just to clean one first floor window.
 I really can't wait to get these exams over and done with so I can relax and hopefully I'll get the grades to get into Uni and start to have loads of fun living on my own and drinking.... :)

Hopefully it helps

My name's Alex but after someone randomly decided I was called Lexy just before I started secondary school, it stuck and I am now widely known as Lexy. I'm normally quite a cheery, positive person and despite being 18, I still enjoy climbing trees, going to the park during the summer, building with lego and generally acting like a big kid.
 After spending my first few years of school not fitting in, mostly because I'm english living in Northern Ireland and a little bit big, it took me a while to really get on my feet socially but I now have a group of close friends and we have some pretty good fun together. Despite not being very fit, I am an active person and I enjoy all sports, more recently rugby. After only starting properly September past I ended the school season starting for the 2nd XV and have started senior rugby the past week and I now also start for the Limavady 2nd XV.
  If all goes well in my A-levels I'm hopefully going to City University in London to study Aeronautical engineering. I have a massive interest in planes and love finding out new things about them. I'm mostly looking forward to the social side of Uni, can't wait to start going out at weekends in London and hopefully play rugby for the University.
  I've not had a very good past couple of months, and this is very unusual for me because I'm quite a positive person who often says "It'll be grand!" so I've decided to start blogging and hopefully writing about everything getting in the way of me being a silly happy idiot can go on the internet.and not on my mind.
 The past week I've been mostly worried about affording university, I am entitled to a loan of about £6700 a year but my accommodation alone is going to cost over £7000. My parents haven't saved a penny in the 18 years I've been here despite having stable long-term jobs for the last 25 years so I'm scared about where I'm going to get the money to live, never mind enjoying my chance to live on my own as a 'young buck'.
 Hopefully these blogs can help me relax and release my problems and there should be more to come. :)