i guess this is the portion of the web page which has been missing for long enough. The section about me, who I am, and what drives me to write and so on.
Ok, here goes...
My name is Darren. I'm 18 years old, and am not currently studying anything. i have a part time job working as a checkout chick at Big W. i've held this job for about four years now. I went through primary school like a normal child, had a bunch of friends, played basketball at lunch, and got suspended now and then. The usual.
Then the big day came. Highschool.
And with this new chapter in my life looming above me, it suddenly got a whole lot worse. I was whisked away from the group in which i was comfortable, and thrust into a private all boys catholic school.
Needless to say, i was less than happy.
Being an Athiest to boot, this school certainly wasn't the best place for me to be. but with the fees paid, i did my time and paid my dues.
I began writing at a young age, but i seemed to stop for a long time. I'm not sure why, i was pretty good at it. allthough when I was young, i didn't write so much about death and suicide, and more about my toilet growing legs and runnig away from me :( .
In year five (i think) though, my writing came rushing back to me. One day we were told that we would have to get into small groups and write and perform a play for the class. At first this seemed a little daunting.
Now, i don't remember volunteering for the job of : writer/producer/director/costume design and lead actor, but these things usually just happen....right? anyway, it was the big day, and everything was in place. me and my fellow actors had loved the script from day one.
We were about to make history as "The Completely Hopeless Wussy Rangers". but with a primiary school production budget of "here's some paste and a piece of cardboard, do your best" we couldn't exactly afford to make our own "Dino-Zords". so i had to improvise.
There was "Smelly Feet" "Toilet Brush" and "Funny Hat" and we did battle with the evil "Box Monster".
It was a huge success, and we got the bigest round of applause of the whole class. Needless to say, i was pretty impresed.
and that lead to my next big break.
In year six, we were faced with a similar challange. Once again, i seemed to end up with all the damn work. but i got us there in the end, with a stunning rendition of Xena Warrior Princess entitled : "Raymond: Warrior Princess". In the way that only a great casting agent like myself can, i had the shortest, fatest person in the class play the hero. Once again, my little show of stupid Parody like comedy stole the show.
A little earlier in that very same year, 1996 for those keeping count, we were again forced into small groups and made to perform a shadow puppet show. I couldn't help myself. I wrote a small script about the ghost of a goldfish named Goldey, and set to work. With this minor success under my belt, i was in good stead for my above mentioned role in Raymond: Warrior Princess.
Then, once again, it seemed that my writing was set aside for the step into highschool. But i guess you can't keep a good writer down, because by 2000 i was back to my old self. Allthough, being in an all boys school somewhat crushes your carefree spirit, i stuck only to writing, and left acting to others. I felt like i had lost the ability to write for myself though, and began to borrow ideas, and make them my own. The popular computer game "Star Craft" was a good example. I used charicters and places refered to in the game, and wrote ten or twelve page sub stories, which i kept mostly to myself. I also dipped into the "Buffy" side of writing, and still have the original handwritten copy of that floating around here somewhere. By the end of year 10, i had met a girl(As you do in your highschool years) and instantly fell in love. but alas it was not to be. She didn't feel the same way, and she felt it was better to leave me in the dust, and run off. like a shadow over me, it seemed i couldn't go a week without seeing her face in a reflection, or thinking i could hear her voice a few people across. I do still miss her to this day, but i guess she will never know that. It was in late year eleven that i learned i had a good friend who was allready into poetry, and this got me thinking.
Soon, i was churning out poem after poem. i couldn't stop. and between poems, i would write little stories. year eleven was also my last year of music. Now, in music class we were given the task of writing our own songs in small groups. If by this point you can't guess who got to write the song, get off my page now! It was me. i wrote a song about the only thing that mattered to me when i was writing it......Sleep. As silly as this sounds, it turned out rather well. the song was called "Insomnia" and we had to perform it infront of the rest of the class, and a small panel of judges who were there to assess if our music teacher was doing his job right. luckily for him, he was.
And that, more or less, brings us to this web page. I was sitting at my computer one night and just thought to myself: "i should put all my shit on a website..." and here it is. I hope you didn't yawn your way through this little part about me like i did so many lessons in school.
I also hope you appreciate my poetry, and make an effort to come back now and again to see whats new.
until later.
See ya.