That was quick.

Okay, so not that many (or any!) of you will actually care, but I don't think I'm going to be able to keep doing blogging. I keep forgetting about it, and I never know what to write! I fail, I know. I'm real sorry. I might post once in awhile, but I wouldn't hold your breath. You could die!


I'm real sorry blog world.


<3 Spencer.

Excuse me while I melt

Pardon me for the lack of updates! My part of the world is currently experiencing a minor heatwave, and I do believe there's a little trail of Spencer trailing behind me!


I haven't been at school in awhile as I've been sick, yes still! I have a cold in this weather, ironic!


So I'm currently trying to catch up on school work, and there's a lot of it!


My special boy is coming down this weekend, I'm real excited. He told me he loved me via text, and I think the weird thing is I love him as well. It feels like I've met him more than once. I don't want to make mistakes, but I don't think I am. If anyone gets that!


Oh, and if anyone is bored, send Mirrorboy an email. It's time he came back to semi-regular blogging! His recent blog was at the pushing of me I do believe. Mirrorboy, spread your time! Boyfriend and blog readers! We're all still here ;)


I'm going to go put myself in the freezer and become solid again! I want to know what you want to hear about, it gives me something to write about! Be inspirational!


Much love,
Spencer <3

A quick update

I've been sick all week, and yesterday was the first day I ventured out into the real world. Yes, I bit the bullet and attended school. And boy was that a mistake. I feel sicker than ever! However, there was reason for going, and that was a large dinner I organised with a group of close friends. 


School was easy, we had personal development in which we attended workshops dealing with drugs (tick), alcohol (tick) and parties (double tick!). It was all familiar topic. We also toured tertiary facilities, nothing like choosing a future early!


Oh, after school, I went and gave Mirrorboy a quick visit, told him all about the support I've been getting! 


Dinner out was real good, there were people there I hadn't seen in weeks or even months! I had the best pasta in the world as well (creamy chicken avocado) nom nom. I felt so happy I forgot how sick I felt. Ah I'm so lame! 


Afterwards, I had a good chat with my friend over a smoke about life in general, and it made me think a lot. Sometimes it's good, just telling someone your problems. It's good knowing that there's people there for you. 


That night I went back to my friend's for a few movies. It was really relaxed, but I came home early this morning so I could just spend some time alone, which I enjoy just as much as being with people. I guess it's good like that, you'll be content wherever you are, really. 


Until I have some more news, all my love.
Spencer <3


PS. Oh, and I'm still single because we're waiting till we see each other in person to figure out what we want next. He's coming down this weekend hopefully, I'll let you know ;)

What a small world

This really is. The subject of the "To boy or not to boy" was sent the link to this blog. I know who did it, and when I meet you, you're getting a Cosmo thrown on your shirt! Best thing is that he teared up a little. I was melting on the floor. If you read this, you're no man baby! ;) 
Just shows me how quickly this world moves and spreads. I'll keep it in mind next time my stories are too detailed!


Spencer <3

To boy or not to boy? Part 2.

Wow, thanks so much everyone for the feedback and comments. I honestly didn’t think anyone would actually read what I wrote. It means a lot.

Okay, so part two. I had to take two trains to get there; one from here to Melbourne, and one from Melbourne to where he was. The train to him got delayed for an hour, so I was sitting there at the station trying to figure out if I should really do this. Would it be awkward, would I hate it? I didn’t know, I was apprehensive, but as I said, something about it just felt right. So the train finally started moving, and one station away from his it was announced that we would be stopping there to make up for time, and whoever was going on would be catching a road coach there (like a bus). So, I ended up getting to where he was an hour late. I stepped off the bus, and he wasn’t there. Part of me freaked out a bit. But then he came and got me with his friend and explained he thought it was the train still. Being with him felt...natural, it felt right. Not awkward at all. His friend was rather aloof though. We were going to his friend’s house for drinks. On the way, we met some more of his friend’s going to buy cigarettes so his friend we were with left with them and it was just us two. We walked a bit further, and then he stopped me. And then he kissed me. It was unexpected, and I liked it. He smiled and we continued on to his friend’s.

Now, I don’t mind having a few drinks. It’s not my favourite thing in the world, but it’s still a bit of fun. But after eight hours of travelling, I just wasn’t in the mood. I had a few, but ended up going to bed around ten. I told him to stay up and have fun. Regardless, he came in every half an hour and cuddled with me for a few minutes to make sure I was okay. It was so cute, I loved it. There were a lot of people outside, so it was kind of hard to sleep, but they all left to go out to the clubs and so I managed to fall asleep for a few hours. He woke me up when he came home and I’ll let your imagination fill in the blanks. It felt right, and I knew he was something special.

The next morning (afternoon) we got up and hung out at his friend’s for a bit. It was good; we just watched some movies and talked. Then his parents came and got us and we went back to his house. I was scared about meeting his parents; we’d told them I was his “old friend”. But it was fine, they were really nice and his mum and I even hit it off. His house was real comfortable, he showed me around and went back to his bedroom and hung for a bit. Dinner we had a family barbeque; and I mean family! He has three younger sisters, one who is the same age as me. She was real nice, she knew about me and him. Afterwards we just hung out for a bit more, and then when everyone was asleep we went and watched some movies with his sister. After one and a half movies she went to bed and we retired to his bedroom for a night of er, fun ;)

The next morning after we got up, we headed back into town and back to his friend’s for a bit, before I caught the train back home. I don’t know what it was, but something about it just felt right. He makes me feel special, as lame and cliché as that sounds. It’s difficult that he lives so far away, but I don’t think that’s going to stop anything. He told me he really likes me, and that’s weird for him, liking someone. And I believe him. When I got home, I found I missed him, a lot more than I thought I would. He’s rung me each day, just to make sure I’m okay. This morning he rang me at 9 and we talked for two hours. He’s trying to come down tomorrow night. It makes me feel all soft inside. On the outside I’m cringing at the words I’m using! But I guess if you like someone, you'll know what I mean.

I’ll keep you all updated! I’m real sorry if it’s confusing or not well written, but there was just so much to say! What else would you like to know? I’ll write about anything at all really, it doesn’t fuss me.

Love to all,
Spencer <3

To boy or not to boy? Part 1.

So, from reading a few of these blogs it seems as though a lot of posts revolve around relationships, crushes and lust in general. So I guess I may as well add another to the mix :)


If you'd asked me about my love life a few months ago, I wouldn't have been able to give you an answer. When you live in this town, and you're looking for a boyfriend*, it's a bit like picking out the green skittles. There just never is as much as what you're looking for. If you're an avid reader of Mirrorboy's blog, you'll know what I'm talking about. Though, I guess I have been a lot luckier than him in that I've actually had a boyfriend, who funnily enough is actually part of Mirrorboy's gay youth group. So, yes, I have experienced a bit more than he has, but mind you, it was just a summer fling. I'll expand on that one day if anyone is interested.


But today, I sit here, drinking a black coffee, waiting for a certain boy to call me. Yes, that's right, Spencer Street comes to blogland with a boy in tow. Though, it's complicated, and technically I'm still single.


See, I've only ever met this boy once. He lives six hours away from me, which is two train trips at a cost of $60 return trip. We met on Myspace, which yes, does sound seedy. But then again, meeting drunk in a bar isn't? Our first few conversations couldn't really be classified as conversations. One comment from him, one back from me, and one in return telling me to add his msn. Which I did. I signed in one day to an offline message from him asking who I was. I linked him to my Myspace in a return offline message, and one night after coming back from a party with two friends (who promptly passed out on my floor) I signed in to see him online. And we talked for a long time, ending with an exchange of numbers. I usually don't do that, so you know there was something special about him. We texted for a few days, and then one evening he rang me. He just asked me if he could ring me, and then he did. We talked for three hours. After that he rang each night for just over a week. I wanted to see him, just as much as he wanted to see me, so I bit the bullet and decided to visit him. He was turning 18 the following Sunday and wanted me there, so I told my parents I was going to visit my friend in Melbourne, purchased the tickets and the next Saturday, with plans to stay two nights with him, boarded the train.
Call me stupid, but it just felt right.


If you want to know what happened next, I'll post the next parts in due time. Let me know!


Spencer <3

Thanks everyone

Wow, thanks heaps everyone for all your feedback and help! I've ditched the completely custom layout for this more practical (if uglier) one.

I hope this fixes the problems!

I'm trying to figure out what to talk about. What would you like to read?

Ideas would be lovely.

Spencer <3

PS. Did you know strawberry flavoured gum has more calories than blueberry? You do now.

I need help!

Hi! So, just in case you haven't noticed, my layout is very impractical. There's not button to comment, and none to follow. Can anyone at all help me?

People who are following me, how did you do it? I think I'll put a link down the side.

Thanks for all the comments and suggestions! :)

I'll start properly posting as soon as I've gotten the layout fixed

Spencer <3

Bonjour monde

So, like millions of people before me, I've decided I'm going to start a blog. I'm not quite sure how to start, so I'll being by introducing myself a little I guess.

You can call me Spencer Street. For those geographically-savvy few out there, you'd know that that is the very street in Melbourne that Southern Cross Station is on. I love that station because it's where so many people begin their new lives. Stepping off regional trains, most of the time into a completely unfamiliar and exciting new setting. A new beginning. Call me lame, but I just think that's cool.

I'm sixteen years old, which makes me old enough to have sex legally apparently. I live in a small city on the southern coast of Australia, a few hours away from Spencer Street, Melbourne. It's the kind of place where you'd read the local paper and know at least one person in it. I go to school, am unemployed and plan on moving to the city when I'm 18. I'm bi, which means I like boys and girls. It keeps me entertained.

I rely a lot on other people, as you'll probably find out. I like doing fun stuff. When people ask me what stereotype I would class myself as, I honestly don't know what to answer. I have lots of different friend groups, and each are so different. I love it. I think I'll let you decide for yourself what you think of me, but to me I'm just Spencer, a normal teenage boy.

I'll write about different things, tell you about things I like, places I go and people I meet. I don't know if anyone will actually read this, but it'd be cool if someone did. Who knows, perhaps I'll write about you one day.

Spencer <3

PS. If you've ever read Mirrorboy's blog (mirrorboysblog.blogspot.com), you'll have read my friend's blog. Yeah, I know the boy behind the mirror. I know you're a teensy bit jealous!

PPS. First posts are meant to be crap, right?