Reflections and Emotional Re-Enforcement 2nd August 2002 in Calgary, Canada


I came back in late April with next to no money after I paid off my plane ticket. I had no idea why I was so stupid to randomly get on an aircraft and come back to Canada. I had no idea how I was going to get back to England. I took up a job in a restaurant washing dishes, shoveling garbage and eventually as things got better, portioning massive amounts of food. Along the way I met Twilla. And even though we had a lot of really bad moments, some how we managed to stay friends. She was an emotional crutch and a distraction from the everyday anxiety. I worked my ass off in that restaurant for 3 months saving every cent I could and now I am making my way back to England. From here on, I will never fear no one but God, I understand the struggle to be successful and I will do everything it takes to reach my goal of becoming a professional programmer and when I do reach my plateau, I won"t forget where I"ve come from and everything it took to get there.