It's the final countdown...

My final week of high school, ever, starts tommorrow.

The last time I'll ever sit there, chatting with friends while I should be doing schoolwork. The last time we'll ever stand around D Block in our group. The last time I'll see a lot of people. The last time I sit through painful assemblies. The last time I'll be at school...

It's a really freaky thought, that the last thirteen years of my life comes to this week and then it's all over. I'm excited to go out and face the real world, to go out and see what is out there. But at the same time, I'm worried. I'm worried I'll lose some of the best mates I've ever had, I'm worried that I'm not ready the the real world, I'm worried that I'm not going to survive moving out of home, or that I won't find a job in time.

So, I'm going to approach this week full on, live it up, laugh a lot and have the best last week I could hope for.

Chivalry is dying.

So there I was, on a packed bus. I believe I was the youngest member on the bus, and I was standing due to the bus being so full.

What disgusted me, was there were also four women standing, and at least ten men seated around them. Such has our world changed that chivalry is dead? It seems so. I'm one of the few people left who try and uphold the great code of honor, but half the time I try to be chivalrous, I get called a chauvinistic pig instead.

What has called chivalry to die? If anything, I think it's that our world has become full of selfish people. People who do not care enough about the stranger next to them, people who do not care about anything outside their own little world. Our world has become that of a Solo Survival, a world where, as long as you are happy, no one else should matter. It saddens me to see the nature of the people older than me, the people who my generation have to look up to. It's more than obvious from the terrible binge drinking and drug abusive culture that something isn't quite right.

Chivalry, thou art mine friend.

The terrors of the real world.

Soooo, I'm moving out of home pretty soon, like eight weeks or something?

This is all a bit scary to be honest, moving out of home, leaving school, leaving all my friends, all at the same time D:

To make matters worse, I don't have a job. Meaning, I have no income, meaning I don't know how I'm going to move out of home with no money, I've already payed my bond and signed forms, so I'm pretty committed to this. I can't just say "Sorry guys, I'm not moving in until everything's all dandy on my end"

Getting a job wouldn't seem so bad, if I didn't have school five days a week, and then paying my dad back on Saturdays and half of Sundays. 3 evenings a week are taken up with youth stuff. So I'm getting a tad worried about the coming weeks.

Not to mention, leavers dinner and final exams are looming.

The life of Ben is getting troubling :S

A life to live.

Welp, here I am, about to blog.

I've always wanted to blog, but my life never seemed interesting enough, never seemed important enough for others to want to read. But I'm getting older, understanding things more and I realize that all of us have a great story to spin, tale to weave and life to share.

On this blog, I hope to discuss many things. My life, experiences and beliefs. I also hope to enlighten myself, purely by laying my thoughts down on something rather than having them run around in my head all day.

I'm a Christian, and pretty keen on my God stuff, so if you don't like that, you don't have to read this alright?
I won't be hardcore on here, and if I am, I'll warn you first :p

So... The plot thickens.