This section is descriptively entitled "About Alex", so no prizes for guessing what I'm about to write about. In case you can't work it out, it's myself.
I was born on the 19th day of the 2nd month in the year 1994, making me young. Not so young that I eat primarily pre-mashed food, yet not old enough to grow a convincing beard (still working on that). At the time of writing I have just broken up from my first year at college, in which I studied biology, mathematics, modern history and chemistry. I decided to drop chemistry for the second year and take up physics simply because if the devil did a degree in any subject it would be chemistry, chemistry is the devil's subject. In theory I am intelligent, at least that is suggested by my GCSE results, on them results alone I was placed in the top tier of student upon enrolling in college. However my most recent year has been marred by academic underachievement, well probably my whole life has been to some extent, but this year it really hit home. I fall in to the stereotypical intelligent male bracket, naturally bright but chronically lazy, so it's only natural that my results are below what people expect from me. Just for reference, I still got average results, I just failed to step into the the large metaphorical shoes placed in front of me.
Enough about my brain and stuff. I also love sport; I partially follow golf, tennis, cricket, athletics, rugby and boxing, enough that I could probably contribute to a conversation about any of the sports. My really sporting passion is football though, I'm a fanatic. I have played it for a team for a long time and recreationally I play it basically every week. I support the much hated Manchester United and unlike the vast majority of United fans I have actually been to see The Reds play, and more times than you could count on one hand too! But also like many Manchester United fans I live in the South East of England, a town called Farnborough to be precise. Many young inhabitants of Farnborough dislike the town; I don't fall into that category. I am indifferent towards the town, whilst adequately equipped in terms of facilities we are still made to look somewhat backwards by neighbouring dwellings.
Politically I am a Conservative, although Paddy is the man to consult when it comes to politics, with him taking it at A-level and all. Religiously I am an atheist, I'm a firm believer in science. Musically I have my fingers in many pies, and by that I mean my musical taste is eclectic, it is widely ranged. I am a big fan of bands like Franz Ferdinand, The Futureheads and Kasabian, however I also love old "dad" music such as Aerosmith, Queen and Bryan Adams. Please note my use of the rule of triplets; I think that's a think that my old English teacher mentioned once. I'm known to dabble in hip-hop/rap with some of the dopest rappers in
my eyes being Kanye West, Lupe Fiasco (ignoring Lasers of course) mixed up with a bit of retro Run-DMC.
I have a sister who is two years younger than me, and when she's off the leash she's referred to as Emma. My mother is a qualified actuary, that's to do with pensions; however she is currently employed as an independent trustee. My Dad does something within IT, he's also bald. They are both from north of London, father was born and raised in Biddulph and mummy born and brought up in Branston. I have digressed as I am no longer talking about myself, I shall get back to me.
I stand at an entirely average 5' 10", which is the same height as the stupidly sexy Adam Levine and also the less sexy Adam Woodyatt. My weight as of 1 minute ago is 65.6kg, but I did just have a big plate of bangers and mash. I wear a size 9 shoe on my feet, that was stupid, where else would I wear a size 9 shoe? When I lounge about the house I wear elasticated sport shorts, unlike many who wear jogging bottoms.
Well up to but not including this paragraph I have written 708 words predominantly about one's self. I hope you've enjoyed the insight, I just figured that how can you be a real fan without knowing some stalkerish things about me? You couldn't, that's how.
