The beginning of this year was like any other. I thought the world was my oyster and had found something I’d enjoyed. Doing a bit of everything on a building site, but little did I know what 2005 had in store.

Well, me and my best mate, Ross had got a job together and we had our whole life planned out. We both enjoyed our job. We was doing a bit of everything and we knew if we tried hard enough, we’d be successful.

We’d occasionally smoke the odd bit of weed but that came a daily thing. We thought it wasn’t harming anyone, except our own brains, but things quickly spiralled out of control. We started taking ecstasy. That soon came a weekly thing. Once you’ve started its hard to stop. But now I won’t take another drug in my life, so read on to find out why.

So, the first thing was I got jumped in the Tramshed toilets and took the worst beating of my life. What happened was, I was taking a piss. Next thing I knew, I was on the floor been booted by 6 lads and they locked my mate in the cubicle. Did I get a beating! I then jumped up and started leathering one of the lads. The rest of them ran off like girls.

The next thing was a major car crash involving 2 good mates with the same cars. Red Corsas; where we ended inches from a petrol pump. I’ll admit we were speeding and doing a stupid overtake. But I’m just thankful to be alive ‘cos life is so precious and it needs to be cherished.

The next thing was my best mate Ross who tragically died. We were like brothers we worked together and did everything together. I still think about him everyday and probably always will but I'm coping all right now. So big up Ross O’Kane, the best mate a lad could ask for. He was just a top man, always a laugh. ‘Cos he was a brawler, never had to worry about fights, ‘cos I knew I had back up. In the end we found that he'd choked on his own vomit. He had every thing to live for. Such a tragic loss. Any way I’m filling up now, so I best stop.

The next thing was me and Brad went this party. The day after Ross had died. Every thing was free including the booze, and there were a few celebrities. I was talking to Bomb Head from Hollyoaks. Iin fact it was the best bonfire night I'd ever been to. It all went okay until we were leaving and with total lack of respect I put my fist through one of the windows. Thinking nothing of it we walked off. Once we got round the corner we were confronted. At first I totally denied it, with my cut hand. Then I felt a large thud on my head which was a wine bottle. Me and my mate just sat on the floor and at that moment it was the last thing on my mind. I didn’t care what happened to me, so we were surrounded by 10,15 men. I just admitted it after a few more hits with the bottle and off we went back home. We had a laugh when we got home, in fact we were pissing ourselves. Ross would have been pissed off, looking over us, and rightly so. It was a stupid thing to do and we paid for it.

The next thing was getting caught for drink driving just a month after Ross died. It was a stupid thing to do. I've ended up having to spend £500 getting the car out of the impound and for my fines. So I wont be doing that again. Again it was a stupid thing to do ‘cos of the fines and how much I upset the family. I just wish I’d never done it.

The next thing was getting run over just yards from my home by a taxi. I remember running to the shop. That was the last thing I remember until Christmas day, but I had injuries which include a collapsed lung, broken fibia and tibia and cuts and bruises but I’m out of hospital now. Have been for 3 weeks and I’m feeling better everyday. The only lasting problem is I’m bogeyed in one eye and a bit of memory loss.

But I've been keeping busy drinking and sleeping and seeing my mates. And even more drinking. But it is good to be out, seeing everyone. I've got a job lined up when I'm better; with Ross’s dad, who’s a total top man. In fact the whole family are ace.

Now here we are on the 29 of January. I had a blinding weekend. Me and 5 mates went over to Leeds to see a good mate, Brad and got pissed. You’ve never seen clubs like it in Leeds, massive.

2 days after my last entry. I’ve just been out shopping but I’m skint till next week. Hopefully I’ll be off my crutches in 4 weeks and my eyes will correct themselves.

So, as you can probably tell I’ve been no angel. I’ve done a lot of stupid things but as I see it its all part of the learning curve. You've got to learn from your mistakes or you'll do nothing in life. I see things a lot differently now. Rightly so because if not I’d be going down the wrong road. Really inside, I feel as if I’ve been reborn. I just have a different perspective on life. Just how good it is, and you have got to live life to the max. Amen testify.

So that’s the story of my life. Anyone who is reading this letterlaughing: you can fuck off. Don’t ever try to judge me; cos I’m M G, the man who’ll be whatever he wants to be. And for any one taking the piss: I wrote this with one eye closed and its still better than what most of you could do. How does that feel? It’s been a pleasure!!

To anyone who’s a blagger, a thief or druggy, Sort it out! Or you’ll end up behind bars. It took something like this year for me to realise that. So take a bit of advice. Stop the “looserism” or else.