So lately I’ve been really busy. I serve on the alter at church. Normally I serve at the 11 o’clock mass with my sister, F, and another young boy who has only really just started and doesn’t serve every week. My sister is MC (Master of Ceremonies) which means she is in charge and I am her deputy. Obviously Easter is a big celebration to Christians. I go to a Catholic church so the services are huge. We had practices for each service we would be serving at and had to join up with other younger alter servers who serve at different masses. My sister may be in charge and so she organise most of it but I do the bossing about because it comes naturally for me!
We had a practice on Thursday at 12 and then got to the church at 7 ready for the service to start at 8 and end at 10. It wasn’t that bad although most of the other servers had never done any Easter celebrations and they were young and so they failed to listen and do as they were told; they were very annoying. We had lots of bells and singing and it was quite cool really. On Friday it was so tiring. We had a practice at 11 and got to church by 2 for the 3-5 service. This was my least favourite because even though I love to be kept busy doing lots of important jobs I literally had to stand for most of the two hours and it was exhausting. I normally love the Easter Vigils on Saturday nights but last nights was the worst- this was down to most of the servers we had never worked with before. We had our practice at 11 and we tried not to give out too many jobs that they would get confused with and they seemed to understand. We got to the church at around 7, another service 8-10 (or so it was a bit longer than 10 and we had to clear up after), there are a few moments in the service where the lights are turned off and we all have candles. I was putting out pots of candles and handing out leaflets, however so many of the younger ones wanted to help and at first I let them but then they just got annoying and wouldn’t go away or do as they were told. I let this drop when everything started and we headed outside as planned for a fire that starts of the ceremony…things were going okay- until we were heading back into the church. The plan was that the alter servers would part let the priests through and then file out with the people at the back coming through first (doesn’t really make sense when it’s worded like that), but it didn’t happen like this. The youngest alter servers didn’t let the priests go first and just left in a messy line instead of pairs and they were all over the place. Anyway things went on and the younger children were all sitting talking, fidgeting and turning around (SO ANNOYING!). But that wasn’t the worst thing. The most annoying boy ever was messing about with his candle and encouraging the boy next to him to do the same thing- so inevitably they made a nice fire (SIDE NOTE: The floor and benches are all made of wood) and then one of them dropped it….ugh I’m not going to go in to any more detail about it. Basically it was a mess.
So this morning came and I got a few eggs and money and we went to see my Nana and Granddad in Maidstone and it was all lovely jubbley. I had planned to go out with my mum and my sister tomorrow and we would go shopping. The day before we go back to school. The only reason I am writing this down is because all of it is just a distracting from my other feelings.
I would rather be feeling angry or annoyed about some stupid little children than feeling hurt or alone. I am enjoying the fact and making the most of getting on with my mother because I know she has to work, people always seem to take what I say the wrong way, I’m not saying she can just take the afternoon of to do something with me but every time we plan something she just always seems to be at work. And she is always tiered and that makes her moody so we are always arguing because she picks on the smallest of things. And I’m trying to make the most of having a sister because I know she is doing her A Levels and I know she has to do a lot of studying and stuff but the problem is that is all she does. Almost every single day of this holiday she has gone back up to school to do more revision or work and I just never see her anymore and because of these things I hide away in my room on my laptop or reading or doodling and because of this I am drifting away from the people I love most. That is why I say Olivia is closer than family because I talk to her and see her more than I see my real family. She makes time for me and she listens to me, we have the same interests and Kate and I have so much in common. I want to be part of their families because they mean so much to me and that may sound soppy but it’s true!
I don’t like feeling distant or alone and I’m getting sick and tiered of not being able to see my dad. Because I cant see him I cant see most of my family because they all live in Ireland and it would be too easy for him to come over and because I cant see them I cant even see SD and it’s so frustrating because I want to be part of a big friendly family and meet them before they all grow up and I become completely cut off. I am claustrophobic and living in these circumstances I can feel very trapped and it really isn’t good. I’m beginning to lose the will to live because sometimes I just feel like there is no point in trying any more because I just end up becoming even more out of reach and get hurt all over again, sometimes I just don’t feel like there is anything in life worth fighting for. I want to be free! I love my family so much but often I wish I could just get a job and move out, have a stable life and live in a house that is mine and I never have to move again because I’ve already moved 8 times and lived in a campervan! I WANT TO ACT!!!But this is what my problem is I don’t just want to anymore I need to. It means the world to me and I want to have the freedom, fun and happiness acting brings you. It is my life long dream! I think about it all the time! All the things I could do and all the things I could be. I don’t think about all the small boring things in life, I dream big and I’m hoping I will get there some how. I want to be known, I want to be someone that people look up to, I don’t care if I’m not rich as long as I can ACT!!! I’m so passionate about acting but I just don’t know how to get noticed.
I want to be someone people prefer to my sister. Now don’t get me wrong I am not selfish or big headed or an attention seeker and I don’t want everyone to hate her and not me. I love her and we are very close. It’s just that everyone I meet seems to prefer her to me and find her more interesting, I’m just that annoying thing that trails around after her that isn’t important. I don’t want everyone to prefer me to her only one or two people because sometimes I meet a really nice person and they talk to me and listen but as soon as they find out she exists I am forgotten. People tell me this is not the case but that is what it feels like to me. Just in case some people didn’t get the message I will repeat my self: THAT IS WHAT IT FEELS LIKE TO ME! Also I love to draw and to act but my sister does too. When my mum looks at her work she is so fascinated “OH WOW! It’s amazing, such fantastic work, oh it’s beautiful, wow it’s fantastic, oh it’s just simply amazing, you are so talented and wow oh wow!” (and so on) but when I try to show her mine it can reduce me to tears because sometimes she says things like “Did you really draw that?” “Did you trace that? Is it your own work?” “You’re getting as good as SR”
Now some people may find things like this a compliment but let me explain my issue. “Did you really draw that?” Yes of course I did. Why do you always have to ask? I don’t understand why you have to question my work and not SR’s. She has always been good at art and I may not have but that doesn’t mean I cant be good now! Why do you have such little faith in me? How come you seem to lack in trust when I tell you something, it’s the same when I write poems and ask for you to check it and you ask if it really came out of my head. Please stop because it hurts and I find it insulting that you wouldn’t even think that your own child would come up with such work. “Did you trace that? Is it your own work?” I didn’t trace it no. I copied it but that is different and I very often change many things about it. I cant always get things in my head onto a page and so I need help from other pictures. So it is sort of my own work yes but also no. Why does it matter anyway? I was still holding the pencil. And it may surprise you that a lot of SR’s work is also copied and changed a little but you never ask her about her work do you? Why is that I wonder? “You’re getting as good as SR” Now many people are very confused as to why I find this and insult and not a compliment if my sister’s work is so great. Well let me tell you. My work is my work. I have a different style, taste and a different set of thoughts. I love SR’s work but I don’t want to be like her. I want to be like me and people to look at my work and think “Oh how wonderful, very interesting it really shows your effort and you feelings in this way and that” instead of thinking “Oh how splendid but SR would have done this and did SR do that bit and how many ideas did SR give you?”. It may be important to let you know that on this topic my sister has very similar opinions and thinks it is unfair for people to compare my work to hers.
I have quite a few loves, interests and hobbies but none of them can overtake my love for acting, that only my friends really think I have a passion for and my family thinks I’m copying my sister because she loves acting too. I love reading and writing and I would love to publish a book one day but I cant really make them long enough without making them boring too. I love drawing and doodling and making a mess but I get frustrated when things don’t go right. I watch Sherlock intently and play episode after episode admiring greatly the work of Benedict Cumberbatch. I talk about Hunger Games with my friends and watch cast interviews. I think how cool it would be to be a You Tuber, I love photography but the cameras and lenses are too expensive, I love working with young children and think I could do well as a primary school teacher but then I would still be stuck in the boring life cycle of the average human being which I explained in my last post. I find little fault with acting and I fall in love with the idea of working on a set of a big time film and working with my favourite actors, the people I admire, getting to know new people, having fun, going to premiers, winning awards, maybe even attending the Oscars. I’ve thought about everything and I want the day dreams in my head to come to life. I want to stand out and to be recognised and for people to think I have talent.
I think acting is one of the most amazing experiences a person like me can have and I love it. I want to be the person I see in my head. I desperately want to be in a big film, I think it could help me escape the problems I have and help me to leave the boring and depressing feelings I feel behind! I wish I had the support and opportunities to help me accomplish my dream.
I am a quick learner and determined and will do anything to get where I want to be!