Everyday you learn something new about yourself.
Through emotions, feelings and memories.
The feeling of how they made you feel or last conversation of what you had with them always stays with you.
When they end badly, you always remember the bad parts.
It’s worse when your fears appear in your dreams. I don’t normally suffer from nightmares not much now. I don’t fear anyone, but it’s not pleasant having a frightful dream about your ex. I guess that’s normal. Re living, re dreaming, re seeing the replica of what happened when you lived together in living day. I don’t know where that makes sense. The dreams showing what happened before and you having the chance to say what has been building inside of you.
Someone I used to know through someone else I used to know, something happened to her and I remember her brother telling me that she’s going through a childish phase again as she had been listening to her childhood music and going to gigs. I didn’t think much of it, I just think he was being too harsh on her. Ok, she’s in her forties but there’s nothing wrong listening to music that you love.
Life has been tough and sometimes you want to search and find yourself again after something dreadful happen to you. I believe that is normal. There’s no wrong in listening to your music that moved you when you were in your teens and relive your memories. Don’t be too reckless. Don’t be judgemental.
I went to the gym today. But I didn’t go inside. I just sat in my car and stared at the building. Some days it’s hard to push yourself to be better.
People are temporary. No matter how hard you try and keep the sand in your hand tighter, the quicker the sand slips through your fingers. It’s the same with people. Certain people stay in your lives, some people pass through. When it’s not working out people leave.. ugh can’t explain what I’m trying to say.
If music is moving, makes you laugh. It makes you cry. Then it’s worth listening to and the musician has done his or her work well. Mission accomplished.
Opportunities don’t come twice. You can’t be scared and think negative that you won’t get the second chance. You’ve just got to try and even when everyone are telling you : you can’t do it, you’re making bad decisions, you’re reckless, why can’t be good?
I am being frigging good. I want to be better. Better me now from the better me yesterday. Keep on improving even when it does not look like it to others.
Ok, I admit I have been a tad bit busy for the last few days and have been unable to blog, write or tell a story of fiction or non fiction. Keep to my target of daily writing.
What am I thinking? In 25 minutes it will be midnight and a new full day will begin. But not any day. My birthday.
What have I learnt this whole year? At any time life can change dramatically. Since I’ve hit my thirties life has been a complete transformation.
The highlights of the week so far.. The award goes to my car breaking down in the middle of nowhere and the breakdown recovery van could not find me. 4 hours later, I was discovering with a flat tire (tyre) and shivering cold, bursting for a wee, standing at the side of a village road. Thank goodness, I had a spare tyre at the bottom of my car.
Opening birthday cards and presents before I went to sleep. My nephew made me a big hand made birthday card, in his adorable hand writing with motorcycle pictures all over it. ☺️
15 minutes left and what am I going to do now? Try and get some shut eye as I have a long busy day ahead of me.
Good night world. Over and out!
20th October 2013
Writing is form of emotional lift. It helps us when we are down.
28 March 2014
The title is something my mum used to say. My sisters and I would huddle around my mum and giggle. 🙂
26 January 2014
Lots of events have happened to me, since the last time I blogged here.
Yes, I am a full grown adult, yet I always ask my parents for their opinion before deciding on something. An important decision is going to take place and here, I am sharing it with the world. I have been offered a job at another store and I am going to take it. There. I have said it. I haven’t spoken to my parents as they are both on vacation at this very moment. I dread to think, what they are going to say. Is it going to be positive feed back or negative feedback? Too late, now. I have already agreed.
Tenth of January, I was working at a new store that had opened in the next town, to where I live and to where I work. It was such a great experience and I loved every moment I was there working. New environment. New people. New customers. Great! After two weeks of working, lots of different shifts, twice as much of hours to what I normally work. Seven days a week non stop work, then having one day off. Then again working through my normal days off, doing crazy shifts like 1pm to 10pm , then starting the next day at 6am to 2pm.