Friday 1st Feb

Hello! Welcome, anyone who is reading this, to the first day of my blog/online diary. I am writing this for no particular reason, other than it sounded like something that I would enjoy doing – I've always liked the idea of writing, and doing it about me means I don't have to think ;) I welcome all comments, and most definitely ask that you point out any grammatical and spelling errors I commit (seriously, thank goodness for spellcheck) and apologise for them as I plan on writing my day, or at least the end of each day, in bed.

So, about me – I am just over 16 and a half, 5'9 and black, and seriously skinny for my age, much to the general annoyance of those who know me. I am also rather… unorthodox, and proud of it. I am in Sixth Form in an all boys Grammar school in Manchester, studying Maths, Computing, Chemistry and Physics – and honestly would rather I wasn't. So away from the dull subject of academia, I am a PS3 addict, and love playing FIFA and F1, though I do not have the latest versions of either. I class eating as a pastime, when I have nothing better to do, and play football for my local(ish) side as a winger, though I'd prefer to be a striker, which I think shows in my play on the pitch. I have a game on Sunday, which, thanks to the irritating unpredictability of the Manchester weather, would be only my second game in three months.

However, the best part of my life in my humble opinion, above eating, gaming and avoiding schoolwork, is my relationship. I am in love, and have been for coming up to seven months, despite the lack of normality we have. He's FemaleToMale transgender (google Gender Identity Disorder if you want to know more), and as that makes him a guy, that makes me, for want of a better way of putting it, bisexual. The plan for the future is a sex change to properly be male, and though I have never considered myself to be gay before, I never had an issue with the idea of dating someone as the same sex as me, and I never plan on leaving him.

So, today.. writing this from bed know, and up until half an hour ago, I thought I might actually have an uneventful day for once, and a rather boring first blog entry. Heaven forbid. ... I've always loved singing, almost as much as playing football, only I never stop singing, as I can do it anywhere. And I've thought about trying out for the X Factor before, but tonight when I asked, my mum said no, I wasn't good enough. Bit harsh, especially seeing as a) she's the only person to have said so so far, b) she goes on every year about the lack of talent some people have that do it, and c) she's both told me to be more interested in my music and try everything when I have an opportunity, and that I can do anything if I put my mind to it. Just words, it would seem. We'll see.

My plan for tomorrow:

- Ask if I can sleep over at my boyfriend's house again - more on that then

- Argue about X Factor -

Do some homework *sigh*

And of course, post more. See you then

TDO