Evening!My name is Gareth,although most people these days call me Garth,or my alter ego,Lord Garth,I hate both nicknames,I'd rather people just call me Gareth.I was born in the arse end of Kent ie Chatham,which is scum town and flooded with tarts and heroin!My family also invaded Watford(go to the town hall,the 'Garth rawks' is still on the wall there!).The town is full of thugs and cocaine.Now sunny Ryde on the Isle Of Wight,which is full of pregnant teenagers and weed!
I think of my self as a decent person,not in a 'I am the best way',but in a 'I like to help others and cheer people up' way.I of course have problems,I'm far from perfect,I can be quite arrogant sometimes,never in a meaningful way,I just come across like that sometimes,I never mean it.I can be too trusting as well and I have a nasty temper and a long time ago I was a drug abuser.I've done them,they're fun for no amount of time,because you just feel shit,leave them be.Deep down though I have alot of love and care for most people.I detest rascists,homophobics,sexists and any other person who has a lack of tolerence to those that are different to themselves.It's plain wrong.A strong influence on this outlook was when I met Martin Luther King III,the great man's eldest son.I watched him speak about the struggle in life for not just black people,but for those who are different in a society.I swear,he changed my life,he was the most important man I ever met.
I'm not the most handsome bloke in the world,which never helps but also I never have a partner because I'm rather emotionaly stunted with it all.I don't like it,not one bit.I crumble everytime I try talking and I always fall for ladies that have no interest!I would love to show how caring I could be,I think I am?!
In Febuary 2004,I went abroad for the first time on a school trip to Germany and Poland.In those 9 days I had a great time,loads of drinking in Berlin and many pranks!But I also went to Auschwitz in Poland.There I learned of hell.I never cried so much in my life.It hurt so much.This huge temple of death.The chilling cries still haunt that place,may all victims rest in peace.Next time you moan your life is shit,think how they must have had it.That place had a huge impact on my life.There is no greater crime on this earth then the persecution of a race,colour,creed or sex different to your own.
I now work at a home for people with learning/mental problems.It's an amazing job,looking after people who need your help and depend on you.I warn you though,I do go on and on about it!That and cheese....mental home and cheese.You have been warned.
