Train to destiny

The year 2005.
I changed schools and once again I was pretty much of a loner. Tried to make friends but it didn't work too well. Eventually I found a group of people I thought I belonged with. I do not regret meeting them because back then we had the time of our lives. At least I did.
In the group I hung out with I particularly hung out with this one person. We were pretty much alike. He lived with his ill mother who lived from welfare, same as my parents. He didn't have much to live with, so I felt attracted to him. We would become best friends and we often stayed at each others houses. I stayed more at his place than he at mine though. Well, not much I can say about these two years except they went okay.
Because of my friend I met someone else he used to be on high school with, he became one of my best friends too, via him I got into contact with some of his friends and we often would hang out together, playing soccer on the grass field up until midnight. I slowly took my distance from the friend at school because of the things that he was into which was mainly drinking and smoking weed. I drank too at that time, but eventually I saw myself wanting a drink whenever I felt depressed or sad. My dad used to drink too. Sometimes I believe too much. This had been going on for years prior to this. He eventually stopped, though. Anyway I decided my classmate wasn't my type of person to hang out with so I took my distance. Mainly after hearing his father threatened him and his mother with a knife once. Either way so back to the grass fields...those were great times. That friend helped me get a paper round around when I was 17 years old. It was a great job and sometimes I regret not being able to do it anymore. But I have grown older.
We used to play counter-strike source while being on skype. Those people were great to hang out with, we often went to each other's houses to watch movies as well. Something however didn't feel right and I felt I was continuously misunderstood. This led to me exploding in front of all of them, and once again took distance to them. I cannot blame anyone for this except myself. In the year 2007 I had to take my internship and exams. It was also around this time I had my doubts about my education. Up until this day I still think I didn't do the right thing. However if I you would ask me if I would want to do it over I wouldn't want to.
I passed my exam and my internship with flying colors and I gained my diploma of System Manager. I continued to do this job for a good 2 months after my internship at the same company. I wanted to have a year of free time for myself. Work for a while before I was going to art school.  This was a school I never went to. In fact, I haven't been to school ever since. Sometimes I regret this.
Anyway, to continue where I left off, I quit my job at my internship place and found a new one.
production employer at a meat processing company. I worked one year as a production employer, had a few laughs with old man Jan. He would often stress about nothing which made me laugh. I was a bit of a slacker though, but I did do pretty hard work. When someone fell ill on the expedition section of the company they asked me if I could stand in. Feeling like I was up to some change I accepted. Not knowing I would be there forever. I liked the job a lot, and I mean a lot. It was heavy yes, stressful sometimes, but I loved the responsibility and the opportunity to manage my own work instead of someone telling me what to do. Of course I still work under someone, but I decided my own order. My job was to track and make ready of orders for the customer. However this job also had a downside, I start 7:30 in the morning, but god only knew when I was going to be home. Sometimes I would work up until 22:00 in the evening. This was because we only get to go home when all orders for the day were done.
Now because of me having trouble with physical contact with people, and now because of my job I had quite a few internet girlfriends. Shameful now that I think of it. My first one was when I was 13, nothing serious, but for me it was at that time. The second one when I was 14. I would visit the latter by train every weekend, or she would visit me. After that I had a few "girlfriends" here and there..all around the world as well. There is also something about that other life of me I would like to share with you. Lets call that part my internetlife. You shall read of it in my next entry.
Back on the failtrain (lol), I met a person via Deviantart. I used to draw quite a lot and would upload my artwork there. I put up a journal wondering if anyone was interested in buying a commission of me. She being the random stranger she was at that time wanted to buy an artwork. I agreed, and then we came into contact. We became pretty close, and would talk for hours on msn, skype and telephone. She eventually came to visit me one day in March 2010, and we have been together ever since.
It was also around this time my family fell apart. My mum wanted a divorce. I had some trouble going on around that time with my parents. Not sure who was my friend, who was my enemy, or even what was going on. I believe it was even harder for my brother. ( My brother was born on February 2nd 1997). Looking back now, I think that time changed me from a boy to a man. I stood tall and supported my parents, mainly my dad where I could. They live separately now, divorced. My brother lives with my father, and our dog. My dad has a decent job, and I believe he is a happier man now.
Around this time in October, me and my girlfriend started to live together in Arnhem. I quit my job, kissed the city I was born in goodbye with a good bitch-slap and went on my way. (I never had been proud of Rotterdam, it's too busy for my liking and too much criminality...) Leaving almost anything I had behind there I started a new life. Little fishes grow big and so did I.
I lived here in a studio room for a year. Worked as a household waste pickup on the back of a garbage truck for 2 months just to get a living, they were trying to ditch me. I don't know why, someone must not have liked me and talked ill around my back to the management. Well I am glad they did, because this made me go to the job center where they gave me this job, and they offered a new one. I of course decided and I still work there at the moment.
I am now responsible for loading keys and software into point-of-sale terminals at CCV Holland.
I now work there over 2 years (probably 2 years and a month now) and it's a fun job, once again one with a lot of responsibility and freedom in how about I order my job. It's a high classified job though, so I can't go into too much detail. In this short 2 years I finally gained a permanent contract in april 2012. However because they were also firing someone at that time I was advised to keep my mouth shut. I did this, but this eventually made it harder on myself to hide this. I was planning on telling my colleagues in april 2013 and I probably will.
In December 2011 I moved from our studio to a one room apartment with my girlfriend and I still live there now. I enjoy living here, although I eventually move out of the center of the city and live in a more quiet area which is good enough to raise children as I want to have children at some point in my life.

I am Mike Perez Santana, and I live with my girlfriend Josca van der Meijden.
We have three cats; Rosalina, Toothless, and Altaïr.
This is my life up until now, and I enjoy it.
In the next entry you can read about the internetlife, which I will write tomorrow.
I hope you enjoyed it and got to know me a little bit better.
Over and out.