Dear blog, its been awhile.
Not much has happened apart from me changing my decision on what I want my career to be.. approximately every 4 minutes. This is obviously stressful and confusing and I have turned into a bit of a human zombie in the process. I suppose it is normal to be worried for the future but it can be quite taxing on your overall mood. Sometimes I wonder whether in this day and age we are taught to grow up too fast and end up sounding upset and worried 24/7- this is a ravine I refuse to fall into. I know positivity is key but this is also not always easily achievable- then again, some of the world’s greatest success stories have come from people who have hit rock bottom, that being the driving force to in turn propel them forward in life. Most of us want to be successful, I believe success depends on what you define as a success- It can be something as great, or small, as you like. I once heard a quote or something of the sort, which stated something along the lines of: “What would you attempt, it you knew you could not fail at it”. I like that one. *stares creepily into space*
In other news, holidays are coming up.. Also the magic themed mufti day- in which I will be wearing elf ears, so the student council the little tight knit super power that we are will be expecting everyone to get involved and wear something magic themed. I feel like I’m talking to my self, this is like one of those venting blog posts that you write not planning to publish but end up doing so anyway.
I feel like I should have something dramatic to say, like i’m moving to Australia, but I don’t. On the subject of Australia it looks like the most amazing country to me, I want to/plan on living there. I’ve been liking the sound of Melbourne because it seems to be a modernistic, populated hub but then again there’s always Sydney, Adelaide etc but for some reason I can hear Melbourne calling my name from across the ditch.. *listens intently*. I am dying to go to Australia this year to have a look around but alas i’ll have to earn some money which would mean moving, which would be in the form of crawling as i’m particularly decrepit at the moment. Oh well, I you can dream it you can do it.. I suppose.
That concludes todays blog entry. Leave a comment below on what you are wearing to the mufti day, or where you have been/recommend I live in Australia and why. I never get comments despite plenty of you reading this thing (yes, I stalk the stats) so it would be very enlightening. Also include future ideas for posts as I’m open to ideas.
..Ben :)
