The Return.

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05.02.2013

Semiretired.Comatose.Wink.Wiping.Bed.Mundane.Adamant.Productive.Improve.

Jolly.Transferring.iTunes.Suggestions.Views

I currently work 2 days a week, Padre tells everyone I’m semi-retired, which seems a reasonably legitimate statement to make. This isn’t really out of choice, it partially is, but overall, it’s not. I worked at River Island as you may know, but working 6pm-9:30pm for peanuts isn’t exactly enthralling. So I left there. It’s a half-decent place to work, the people are nice, but I did get told off for talking to another member of staff when the shop was closed. That was belittling, I dislike feeling belittled.

Since leaving America (#didyouknowiwenttoamerica?) I have had a lot of different emotions, provoked by a variety of events. I felt like I had never left England, and that an eight month dream occurred in between. I won’t list everything I did, but it was just spectacular. When the plane landed, my melatonin-endused comatose state wasn’t exactly overjoyed with the overcast weather welcoming me back and the inevitable queue at customs didn’t help either. Everything inside me wanted to go back out to the Vitamin D and endorphin-filled land that is Chicago, although my iPhone tells me it’s -8C there now. Woof.

I saw my parents and sister waiting for me which was worth the seven and a half hour flight alone, although I hadn’t slept a wink despite four sleeping pills, so my happiness was somewhat distorted.

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I missed the small things when away, like how the water level is lower in the toilets in England so the paper doesn’t get wet when you’re wiping, speakers in my bedroom, SkySportsNews and Nick (he’s only 5ft bless him).

Oh and my bed:

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So I rejoined Wembley and it was back to the real world. Working 2/3 days a week and playing football on a Sunday, and that was it. That was the mundane reality of it all. Maybe that’s not everyone’s real world, but that’s mine. It’s pretty relaxing and I think you need to be quite self-assured to do so little. Most people wake up every day with a reason to get out of bed. When all you’re doing is waiting for April there’s only so much you can do in a day.

A lot of people were adamant on me coming to visit them when I returned, but then as soon as I was back they didn’t want to see me. I realised that this stems down to one of two things; 1 – people want what they can’t have. Saying you want to see someone is easy when they’re 4,000 miles away, or, 2 – I’m too exciting for you. I assume it’s the former, but if it’s the latter then I completely understand. This paragraph is dedicated to the following people: J, D, L, H, A, A, B.

I realised I actually needed to do something more productive than getting my Be A Pro player on NBA 2K13 an MVP award in the Championship game… which I did anyway. Shout-out to 76ers centre, Andrew Bynam by the way.

So I contacted Wittenberg Uni, emailed UKsocca and searched for Level 2 F.A. Badges. I was confirmed to coach at London Maccabi to for February half-term week and I started volunteering at Park High School coaching the Year 7’s football. Things started to improve.

My first payment was made to UKsocca, I’ve signed the contract and am currently waiting for the VISA. I called the legend/chef that is Matt Baker, and told him of my plans with Wittenberg. He’s also a big fan of the MarksyyOnTour blog, so everyone else reading him welcome him to the MoT family. I Skyped with Brathleen (for you newcomers that’s Brent and Kathleen, my American parents) and the kids a few days later. Brent was in a jolly mood: Image

Contacting Wittenberg is enjoyable, they’re all genuinely helpful people, and whenever I say “thanks”, they always say “you’re welcome”, before transferring me through; how nice of them. As it stands, the likelihood of getting accepted is roughly 70%, the likelihood of being able to afford whatever they’re going to charge me is 20%. Time will tell how much they offer me. They may have more intelligent students apply, but if any of you know me well, as soon as I set my mind to something then it’s going to get done, and getting into Witt is one of them.

So now here I am, thinking of ways to raise money to get into college. I feel like Peter LaFleur in Dodgeball trying to fund Average Joe’s gym, and his best idea being a car wash. However, I do have an idea.

If any of you have an iTunes which is messy, I will tidy it up for small sum. This is a genuine attempt to get money, and it’s for a good cause, plus I have OCD so you know it’s going to be done efficiently.

Anyway, if you have any other suggestions or you’re aware of any jobs going then let me know.

This is partially a one-off, but if I get enough views then I shall carry on.

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