Out Out Out!

It has been roughly 3 months since my return. I am very much over living in the middle of nowhere! Dont' get me wrong- I like Kyneton. The people are nice and the town is quite comforting. However, I feel like I have lost my independance as a result of not being able to get out and about as easy as I could before. Not having my licence and living 4km from the town centre, in a private road just off a major rural highway is starting to fustrate me more and more. So after a long walk consisting of grass rash, several sticks thrown at the kangaroos and a multitude of swear words at the buzzing flies, I have decided to re-asses my previous goals...


(From a post back in October)

"Goals;
1) Get a new job (if retail) that does'nt involve persuasion or sales targets  Achieved

2) Apply for uni Achieved

3) Get driver's licence, and with said job, save for a car Achieving

4) On the topic of money, start several savings groups; Fail

i) $5 a week for an annual designer wallet/bag/jewellery purchase Fail

ii) $10 a week to replace what I spent in Europe Fail

iii) $5 a week for an annual holiday/roadtrip Fail

5) Save enough money to move out again by January In progress.. "

So of all 5 goals, I have acheived 2, and am in the midst of achieving another 2. The whole idea of having 3 differant savings groups have gone out the window- after my brewing fustration of late, I have decided that all my energy and funds are to go towards driving lessons and the prospect of owning a vehicle. I'm going to push myself to have the 120 hours by late January.

Current hours: 64 hours, 55 minutes.
To go: 55 hours, 5 minutes

Morning Glory

''I think life is a lot like a song; the potentially dismal opening line, the groove of the verse, the excitement and buildup of the bridge (here it comes now...!). And the reality smack that it's all over with the chorus...

As I pushed the elevator button to down, I summoned my best to remain calm and cool. Inside I was rather frantic and nearing a slap of humiliation; as for a slight mimisecond I saw the future of my life flash through my mind. Images of my mother, father, grandparents. My cousins, my brothers. As sympathetic and forgiving as I am, my fear is to morph into a youthful version of them. Live, talk, think and have opinions just like them... be them...''

Time to live. A 'black sheep' breakaway is evident.