"Being Grown Up"

I am realising more and more that "being a grown up" is kinda false advertising. Grown up indicates that you are done growing, that never happens. I have been reaching the conclusion that "being grown up" actually means that when faced with problems you only freak out some of the time instead of every time. This might just apply to me though.

Also I am coming to realise that I might never get a handle on this living thing. I keep waiting for a week to come where I blink and it isn't over yet, so I can organise and breath. It's never going to happen, is it?

Brain Spew

My writers instincts are lethal. Instead of harnessing all the changes in my life to create awesome blog posts, I go silent. (applause)

So I went to Europe, got a car, moved out, quit my job, got a new one, had to leave my cat with the folks (pouty face) Life has generally been crazy busy. I hope life will develop a rhythm soon, or at any rate that is a deep wish of mine.

I feel that I have overload information in mine brain, and I can't organise it well enough to get it out in any semblance of order.

I have been having that exact problem when people ask about traveling. Two months of memories, and they want my favorite moment? Do I have a favorite moment? What if to anyone who wasn't there it is boring? Because it could be. But what if I want to talk about it anyway?

All that goes through my head when someone says "So, did you have a good time?" I might or might not over think. Sometimes. Maybe.

Gretchen and I are getting along quite well. I never thought that my first car would be a smart car. Gotta say, she rules.

Not going to talk about jobs yet.

Ok, I think I found a new favorite line to the statement "I've been thinking." This should be the reply "Dangerous at all times, and with a tendency to cause pain in those unaccustomed to such exercise."

I like that one.

Start of a new school year, good times. I just can't wait until it starts raining more often and is cold enough for a coat. This sunshine thing has got to end soon.

Couple more weeks until the regular TV season starts. That makes me first level happy.

I don't have a lot else for right now.

I had adventures

So yes I left for months but I had to go wander around Europe for two months. I have now been home for a week. In that week , I have worked four days, gone to visit family, got given a car, and rented a new place to live. I also came home with a European illness. Jeepers. No wonder I am tired.

I promise pictures for things soon.

D+

I couldn't get inspired to do BEDA or do a trip count down. I didn't write about finally caving and getting my drivers licence, but today I sang the D major scale evenly, with no change, top to bottom in  a vocalise that I have been doing for four years and today for the first time it worked.

My music teacher asked if my body was snatched by aliens. In quasi seriousness.

Almost all singers have a key that they hate. Mine is if you haven't guessed, is D+. I am ecstatic.

I will try to do a little more trip count down since there is a less than a month to go.

It lives.

I'm out of the habit. Blogging takes some consistency and I have none for the periphery of my life these days. Not that I had a lot before but, whatever.

So for lent God decide that I was finally going to cave and drive. Uh huh, that's right I could have legally been on the road for 8 years and I don't drive. Judge me, go ahead. There were issues.

And also trip planning. May 3rd is take-off day.

I do most of my thinking as sort of behind the scenes processing, where I am not actively thing about about the issue and then the last 20% or so of the thinking is out loud. I just got a  butt load of info, so now I sit a twiddle my thumbs for a while.

Just thought I would put some of this out into the abyss.

My weekly rat race.

I have been removed from life for the last while. I was gearing up to an exam in the beginning of January and since then I have been on the wheel of my life trying to get through a week with no casualties.

I have to work four days a week to pay school expenses but because I work four days I have trouble with a full course load which is kinda ok because of the apprenticeship thing I have going on. But the exam was then end of something and the beginning of diploma work. And I find myself putting off homework to go to a job I am supposed to be working to pay for school. Which is a little messed.

So, four days working, three days of class, teaching on one of those days, practising, language work and newly added a weekly essay. I have not done any formal writing in five years. The only writing I have done is History exams and then I have three hours which means no revision. This essay thing has kinda scared me a little spit less.

I thought I would tell the internet that, because all the people in my life tell me to suck it up and I will be fine. I was (yeah, that is past tense) good at English and essays. I don't really feel fine, I feel intimidated. Yes, I pulled out the first one, and yeah, I will do this weeks, just gah. It is another ball that I have to keep in the air. I don't want any more balls. Add another and watch the entire thing come crumbling down.

I know. I am chicken. I don't have that big a course load. But I am still struggling. But this too will pass.

Two years at this.

IT'S MY BIRFFDYAY!!!!!!

Gone, wasn't I? So I didn't finish beda.  Guess that makes this update time.
For the first time in my life it snowed on Christmas day. White Christmas. I was ecstatic. It rained boxing day. I would expect nothing less from the west coast.

Christmas hols. was full of company. They haven't all left yet. Full house filled with crazy people.

 For my birthday party we went to Les Mis. I liked it. Cried like anything, but that I was expecting.  Being able to turn off the critical thinking side of my brain has its advantages. I could enjoy without having to examine the singing.

New Years was quiet. Just the way I like it.

I haven't cried on my birthday. After my teen years, the only way, was up I guess.

I have not made any New Years resolutions. I am going to try and drive this year, but that isn't exactly a resolution.

One of the many reasons that I haven't been updating is 'cause life is trucking along at its normal pace and I have nothing to add in terms of observations.

I would like to do an official book count this year. I think that could be fun.

Onward with 2013. This should be interesting if nothing else.