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Browsing Posts published in March, 2005

Hello, World.

The world must be a shocking place if I don’t find the time to update my beloved journal !! This still ranks as my most complete and detailed journal to date… who would have known that I had gotten into blogging before it was a fad !

Anyway, much has happened, much is on my mind, and much exists that I need to tell.

First and Foremost…
 
We have two new additions to the house… a new leather lounge and a fridge! Hopefully, that is the last of the furniture. I have to say, for students we do quite well.

The leather lounge was acquired through the paternal side of the family, who just happened to have an old leather couch sitting in the roof of his office. A little work with a forklift and trailer, as well as the trial and tribulations of getting up the stairs of my apartment, and we now have a 3-seater leather sofa as well as a single seat sofa! Certainly beats the Fantastic Furniture contraption we had before.

The second item, the fridge, is really a work of wonder. Desperately needing one as so far we have been living on a little 120 Litre bar fridge, which whilst hard-working, just doesn’t cut it when trying to freeze water. In fact, it failed miserable. After managing to cut a nice 25% deal off a second hand fridge from a dealer up the road from me, we strapped the fridge to the trolley and walked her the 1/2 km home. Of course, as a result of the price, we didn’t get a guarantee from the dealer, but considering our other option was Trading Post or Ebay, a guarantee was a luxury. She worked in the shop, no probs!!!
Of course, after getting her upstairs and plugging her in, she proceeded to make disastrous ghastly noises, and I wondered if I had just been made a sucker.

So careful negotiations are undertaken with the said fridge, and she was repeatedly threatened that if she didn’t behave, I was going to get my spanner and power drill. I explained to her about my efforts with the washine machine, which had parts strewn from the laundry to the kitchen. After a bit of fiddling, she decided to freeze ice quite nicely if not a little noisily, so I considered the negotiations successful.

“Vee haf vays und meeanz…”

The Snuggle Pillow
 
Due to unforseen generosity by a much-loved benefactor, Adz and I managed to acquire tickets to the The Sydney Royal Easter Show. What an enjoyable day… originally started on a budget, but that was soon blown after I first found the Snuggle Pillow, a latex contraption filled with millions of tiny beads, designed to act like a really REALLY fine and soft, conforming bean bag. You just can’t help but snuggle it!!! We also went and saw the dog agility trials, which was interesting as it seems as though I am going to save up for a dog soon *sighs*

Slightly more serious…
 
Yes, this is one of those times I realise that there is a more serious side to life than simply listing what I did during the day. Ironic, considering I’m listening to Monty Python’s “Every Sperm is Sacred” and trying to imagine the scene from the movie.
Ok then. A lot of people who have seen me lately, or talked to me, have noticed something up. Most of all, my partner. A few weeks ago I was battling with what I percieved to be another onset of depression, as I noticed the signs coming back in a cascade of spiralling non-events. Thankfully, I wrote it off at the time as being “down-time”, and thankfully that proved to be true. However, there still seems to be that nagging hole in my life that I need to fill. Achievement.
Let’s face it, in one way or another, I’ve always been an attention-whore in one way or another. I sometimes think that my desire to achieve above and beyond is to please some other entity other than myself. Maybe it’s to be noticed in society, maybe it’s my desire to be better than all the others. Whatever the reason, the desire is extremely strong. It formed some part of my identity: either I was Gus the opera-singer back when I worked for OA, or I was Gus the glider pilot, etc etc. I have accepted the fact that I have lost or neglected many of these skills, and if I was to take a current inventory, I would come up depressingly short. I’m at a point where there is light at the end of the university tunnel (read: I’m sick of the place), and I have to assess my skills for the upcoming entry to the workforce. Let’s face it… my uni marks have been nothing short of woeful. I no longer have my scholarship to tie my through. Overall, it’s looking as though I would not be very employable unless I find something to distinguish myself. I think, overall, I am shit scared of staying in a minimum-wage unskilled labour job for the rest of my life, and my expectations of the future are not particularly welcoming in light of the way I see the Australian job market to be heading.

Yes, this may shock quite a few people. I am actually starting to reconsider many of my conservative values. As a Centrelink customer, earning minimum wage for a company that increasingly fucks me over, how could I not? I’m finding that I constantly have to refer to the Award in order to make sure I’m not getting screwed over. Like many students, I have to watch every dollar, and it annoys me when an employer cuts your income and there’s nothing I can do about it. I’m a big one for stability, both financial and emotional, and I have already decided that when I have the money, I’m going to buy the business I work for now, and toy with the managers. Be nice as all hell to the grunts, but toy with the managers.

Mwahahahahahahahahaha!!!!

Meet Gus
 
Gus the flying dog

Meet Gus, who was featured at the Dog Agility Trials at the Sydney Royal Easter Show. A dog who not only proved to be “apt or fit for flight”, but also comes from St. Ives !!!!!

P.S. A few days ago, Adam decided to take my Lion King virginity! I have no idea how many years it’s been out, but I had never seen it. I loved it!
During the credits, when Elton sang his version of that immortal song, I looked into Adam’s eyes and had one of those “everlasting” moments, seared into my mind for eternity. I won’t try to describe it… I don’t think I ever will be able to.

Hello, World.

What a fun few days it has been! I’ve discovered that i’m quite the chef… well, at least I think I am !!! Adz and I played host to Mum and partner on Sunday night, and as tradition dictates, I was charged with the production of a passable roast lamb. Mum’s bf needed a vegetarian meal, and for those that know me, vegetarian is not a cuisine I know anything about really. However, this is what eventuated.
Entree: Smoked salmon and cream cheese on biscotti
Main:

  • Roast lamb with infused garlic and rosemary, along with a red wine jus
  • Crispy roast potatoes with cajun seasoning
  • Roast vegetable salad, with oven-roasted garlic mushrooms, roma tomatoes, spanish onions, lambs-tongue lettuce all tossed with a basalmic vinegarette dressing made from scratch.
    Dessert: Assorted cheese platter, and Cadbury chocolate easter eggs

    All in all, I was quite proud of the way it all turned out. Needless to say, we had heaps of food!



    Aside from that, my days have been busy, with yesterday involving me doing some consultancy work for Dad. Very enjoyable day… I changed over all their computer operating systems and reinstalled all their business systems, and so far I haven’t been called with any complaints, so I suppose I did ok. Today involved sleeping through uni, and getting a call from Harris Technology, saying my laptop was ready for delivery. That call was at 11am. By 2pm, the laptop was at my place, where the ever-beautiful was there to pick it up for me. So yay! I have a new laptop !!. After 5 or so months battling with the insurance companies, I finally have a decent laptop to replace the one I lost! It’s an IBM T-42, a very fine machine if I don’t say so myself. The next step is to get World of Warcraft, which won’t be for some time considering the state of the finances at the moment.

    I have two huge purchases to make soon… a fridge and a puppy. The former obviously being more important, but the latter is going to have to be budgeted for rather quickly. I found out that my bond cheque was sent to the wrong place, which means that I will have to go into the city to pick it up. Then I might actually have some money!



    Finally… the most peculiar thing happened today. I had to go visit the local doctor to get a renewed referral for my head-doc. I went to the “Holy Family Medical Centre” just 150 metres down the road from me, and of course with every new patient they need to ask about previous medical history. That’s fine, I said, and then after getting through the obvious (known allergies, etc), he then asked directly (“Are you straight?”). Although I did raise an eyebrow, I answered in the negative and declared myself gay. That was no real worry.. sometimes it’s important for the doctor to know. After that, however, he went to ask many questions about my sexual history, not just asking about past history, but what forms of sex I had with my current partner, going into quite some detail. Do all doctors ask questions like this these days? I didn’t mind answering it… after all, the information by law is confidential, not that I would really care anyway. It just seems unusual for doctors to ask this at all. I didn’t want to make any ties to the medical centre’s obvious religious ties, but I couldn’t help but postulate. Anyone else get questions like this when they go to the doctor??



    I’m enjoying this rain somewhat. I will leave you all with a nice photo, not taken by me, but indicative of the lovely weather we’re having at the moment…

    Nasty weather

    Gliding has given me a love of meterology… I get excited by wild weather, analyse cloud formations and can tell you what each cloud means, and why the winds are so strong. Winds are expected to reach 120 km/h tonight… haven’t seen much of it yet, but am already convinced winter has come rather early this year.

  • Hello, journal.

    I’ve neglected you lately… my last post was so geeky that even I was surprised. That’s the kinda things I’ve been doing lately, though. Sitting at home, all day, doing jack all.

    It’s not because I’ve nothing better to do… for I surely do. I just don’t want to do it. I’ve been feeling so unbelievably low on energy this past week that it’s starting to take its toll. I’ve been losing weight, which for those who know me in person is quite scary considering how thin I am already. I feel unattractive and weak.

    I’m not sure why this has been coming on… but it has been building up over the past two or so weeks, and I’m becoming increasingly lethargic and finding it a struggle to do even the most basic of tasks. In short… I’m quite scared. This is looking like a repeat of last year.



    I’m fighting it, though. I have no choice. The consequences of me falling back into my hole are too overwhelming for me to consider. And, this time, I have other people I have to think about, namely . If I slip, it’s going to have an enormous affect on him, and threaten our relationship.

    But enough doom and gloom… I’m still getting on with my life, and am optimistic that this isn’t going to be a permament or long-term thing. After all, you have to feel sad in order to feel happy, don’t you? I’m hoping that once uni starts getting some momentum on it, and I find a rhythm to keep to, then I will be too busy to sit at home and contemplate myself. Believe it or not, but it’s only another few weeks until Adz and my first anniversary! Can you believe that? A year together!

    I’m still learning the knacks and quips to long-term relationships, and hopefully I will always be able to see the problems in advance rather than a month too late, as is often the case in many relationships. In most cases, it’s pride cometh before a fall,



    Voluntary Student Unionism

    In perhaps more curious news… I’m becoming largely concerned about the direction of the Liberal government in relation to VSU (Voluntary Student Unionism). Yes, we all knew it was coming. I simply can’t see from what standpoint the Liberals are coming from. There seems to be no beneficiaries to this new law, save maybe a few part-timers who do not have anything to gain from the Union services. Brendan Nelson simply isn’t putting forward a decent enough argument for me to agree with him.

    Yes, the rowing club gets $100,000 a year in funding. Yes, single mums studying nursing have nothing to do with the Mountaineering Club. Then again, most students have nothing to do with the subsidised child care that these single mums need anyway. Personally, I think that if you’re made to pay the fees, then you should make the most of it and actually JOIN these clubs, and get the most for the money you’re putting in. Heaven help us if being active in our community is a terrible thing!

    Student unions are the last compulsory unions in Australia, which seems to scare the Liberal Government somewhat. Between VSU and their plan to demolish the Awards system, I am fast losing faith in the Liberal Party. Don’t get me wrong… there is still no way in hell I would vote for Labor, but sometimes that there was an alternative who had a progressive social conscience AND the ability to run the economy.



    That concludes my political rant for the week. I have to go to work now at Westfields Bondi Junction… apparently they’re holding the Premier for Miss Congeniality 2 there, and Sandra Bullock is turning up. For some reason my company thought it fitting that I go look after her and the other celebs tonight… what am I… some kind of fag?? LOL

    Phase 1 of my Content Management System for Volacious.net.au is now complete.
    I’ve got the mySQL server working properly now, and people browsing through my Photo Gallery can now leave comments beside each of the photos they like. Phase 2 involves implementing all LiveJournal posts into my CMS, and allowing people to post comments to that too. Add to that an easier google-a-bility, and it should see a lot more hits.
    Not that I require more hits… the whole thing is an exercise in web development and learning new tricks. I’m happy that every bit of code, apart from the Guestbook, is mine. Eventually, the Guestbook will be integratrated into the rest of the CMS.

    I’m still hosting everything on Zeus, on an ADSL line, and it’s going so much faster now that I’m with Exetel.
    Sometime this week I’m getting my replacement IBM laptop…. yayayayayay!!! The final frontier is rolling Zeus over to Linux from Win32…

    I feel like such a geek… it’s great!

    Monday morning…. believe it or not, but this is my weekend!!!
    And what a weekend it has been…. Messy is the word that I think best describes every part of it.

    The housewarming on Friday went off a treat. A frantic spat of cleaning in the afternoon, cleaning this and washing that.
    Not much good it did… by the same time 24 hours later, the house looked like a bomb had gone off. An alcoholic bomb. In one night:\

  • About 25-30 people turned up…
  • In total we drank:
       * 21 bottles of wine
       * 7 litres of cask wine
       * 34 bottles of pre-mixed
       * 36 bottles of beer
       * 5 bottles of spirits

  • One went to hospital with alcohol poisoning
  • One spent the night in the police lock-up
  • One pranged her car on the way home
  • My BBQ caught on fire, disintegrating half the frame
  • My laundry will never be the same after two boys disappeared in there for an hour
  • Likewise my study.
  • Some boys found my collection of porn, and half the party migrated towards the computer and turned the sound up.
  • At least 4-5 people enquired about “the boy in green” , wanting to know if he was taken. Didn’t have the heart to tell them he was straight. Or maybe I just wanted to watch them try their luck…
  • I have never, never felt so seedy the next day. The earlier post described the feeling quite well. I worked on Saturday afternoon on Fort Denison, and the boat trip across was not a pleasant experience.

    I have some photos, but no way of transporting them from camera to computer at the moment. When I find the cable, I will post pictures for y’all !

    I’ve got a particularly boring day ahead of me today… and it looks as though for most I will be carless *sighs*
    I’m such a nice bf…

    Talk to y’all soon !!
    *mwa*


  • 5 STAR HANGOVER

    AKA: Dante’s 4th Circle of Hell. You have a second heartbeat in your head which is actually annoying the employee who sits in the next cube. Vodka vapor is seeping out of every pore and making you dizzy. You still have toothpaste crust in the corners of your mouth from brushing your teeth. Your body has lost the ability to generate saliva so your tongue is suffocating you. You’d cry but that would take the last of the moisture left in your body. Death seems pretty good right now. Your boss doesn’t even get mad at you and your co-workers think that your dog just died because you look so pathetic. You should have called in sick because let’s face it, all you can manage to do is bitch about your state- which is a mystery to you because you definitely don’t remember who you were with, where you were, what you drank and why there is a stranger still sleeping in your bed, unaccompanied, at your house. You can’t talk because you might puke. All you can do is pass out. It’s when you wake up a few hours later with a lesser star hangover that you eat a large pizza, an order of Kung Pao Chicken, a ham and cheese omelet and a batch of rice krispie treats.

    I won lotto !!!!!

    Well, all $44.50 worth… which is still quite a windfall for me! Can’t argue with that, I guess. With my spectacular influx of income, I decided to go buy myself the latest edition of DNA. Yes, I know DNA magazine is the literary equivalent of “Spot Goes to the Shops”, just with prettier pictures. One article stuck out, though, and it has shown me a worrying trend amongst contemporary society. Monogamy is not the latest fashion.

    Lost Faith – The Death of Monogamy

    “‘Monogamy? Nobody’s doing that any more ! Now it’s all about the veneer of monogamy!’ That was Kath and Kim’s take on gay couples when they performed at the Gay Games opening ceremony in 2002. It got a big laugh too, perhaps because it rang true.”
    DNA Magazine #62, March 2005.

    It’s not just fading away into existence… it’s becoming “uncool”. Those “old-fashioned” values have become a joke in our society, and relationships are taking on new values, especially in the bedroom. It seems as though these “heteronormative” fashions have nothing to do with same-sex relationships. Here we are, demanding same-sex marriage, and we can’t even keep to the basic rules of marriage.

    A study into homosexual relationships, whilst relatively dated, has suggested “fidelity is not defined in terms of sexual behavior, but rather by their emotional commitment to one another” (The Male Couple; David P. McWhirter, M.D., and Andrew M. Mattison, M.S.W., Ph.D.; Prentice-Hall, 1984; p 252) The researchers, McWhirter and Mattison were a gay couple themselves, and their study showed that all of the 156 couples studied had provisions set in place for extra-relationship encounters. They also found that nearly 2/3 of couples began the relationship with the expectation of monogamy, but become more permissive in time.

    Now things have changed since 1984, when that study was done, and in a recent survey done in 1994 by The Advocate magazine, 52% of gay male couples described themselves as being “mogamous”. This, of course, did not take into account those that define “monogamy” as “emotional monogamy” instead of its traditional meaning of sexual fidelity.

    Things are still changing, and a trend was seeming to form that monogamous relationships were more desirable, but then popular media comes out with articles aimed at “helping you keep an open relationship” and “how to mess around as a couple”. Ty(28) and Wayne(39) have been together for 5 years, and their tip is not to sleep with someone more than twice, but definately more than once otherwise you’re short-changing yourself. “We’re not sluts – we are community service officers and we love our volunteer program”. What great role models.

    So why are we trying to uphold the ideal of monogamy in a world where it seems no longer relevant? Even in heterosexual relationships, “monogamous” relationships and marriages are falling apart at faster and faster rates. Are we so incapable at the prospect of committing our body, not just our mind? In the age of choice, when we have more PIN’s than close friends, many think that the grass will always be greener somewhere else, and despite the fact that the rate of HIV infections are growing, we still prefer to sleep with as many people as we can get our hands on.

    Yes, I know this all sounds a very old-fashioned and conservative argument, but there are other logical standpoints. In the same 1994 study in The Advocate as mentioned above, 85% mentioned that outside relationships were the primary cause of fights within the relationship. Even though 52% of people claimed to be monogamous, 85% found sex outside the relationship as a source of conflict. Why are there arguments if people no longer think it is relevant? The answer is surprisingly logical… every human innately feels a desire to be loved, to feel special, and to be able to trust someone completely. You can convince yourselves of emotional connections in so many ways, but we often want a physical reminder so we know that it’s always true. That they will always love us and we will always trust them. Doing otherwise is akin to a politician’s election promise… all good intentions, but no proof. Giving your partner the gift of your body, and receiving theirs in return, is such a strong reminder. There are no greater gifts you are capable of giving. We can make mistakes in our relationships… betray trust accidentally or get into a fight about something, but as long as you don’t take back the gift you gave, there will always be that reminder of that bond. Many people want the world but aren’t willing to sacrifice for it.

    I believe that the world needs better role models, and that we need to hear from them. Recently, we had Vicki Harding and her partner Jackie with their daughter leading the Sydney Gay and Lesbian Mardi Gras. That’s all very nice, but as much as I want to, lesbian role models dont mean much to me. I’m sure it’s more juicy for the media to portray committed couples playing around, but it doesn’t do much for our young folk who have this media as their best connection to the gay community. How on earth can we expect to gain respect from society as a whole if we can’t make the same promises to each other that heterosexuals can ? (Generally speaking, of course). Will you really be proud in your later years, claiming that your “black book” has over 100 names in it?



    I know it’s probably quite inappropriate that someone as young and relatively inexperienced as 22 should post something like that. I’m coming rapidly towards 1 year with Adam, and this is the first 3 month+ relationship I’ve been in. We’ve talked about this issue of monogamy, and he knows how I feel about it. Sure, we’ve had our problems, and a good share of fights. We’ve both been around incredibly gorgeous guys who I’m sure we’d like to do horrible unspeakable things to. That doesn’t necessarily mean that it would be worth persuing though. We still have trust, and I don’t get jelous when he’s out with other people. Is a bit of a change to past times, when I used to get consumed by mistrust. I’m learning, slowly but surely, that mistrust is a self-fulfilling prophecy, and a fast spiral down. I guess it all comes down to the issue of faith. If there’s one famous line I can grossly misquote… “Without faith, I am nothing”

    We may be a dying breed, but we’re still here.

    Hello People.

    Last day of this seemingly never-ending period of nothingness… back to uni tomorrow. Going into my 5th year, and it’s not even my last!!! How sad.

    And that’s how things have been lately… I’ve been quite sad. A couple of things have caused me to lose my footing a little, and I’m scared shitless of losing my hold altogether and falling back into the hole I’ve fought so hard to get out of.

    Saturday night was shaping up to be an absolute horrible night considering the mood I was in beforehand. It was on Saturday that I realised just how insular and antisocial I had been in the past few months years, and just how many friends I have fallen out of contact with. It came around to Mardi Gras… and I realise that I had nowhere to go, no-one to meet, and felt surprisingly alone even considering the beautiful boy I had on my arm.

    Thankfully the said boy-on-the-arm is a literal angel… he did what had to be done and dragged me along despite my moping attitude and whinges to be left at home alone. I had no choice but to snap out of my self-destructive attitude and force a smile… and guess what: forcing a smile very quickly leads to real smiles! We ended up having a great night, securing a great spot outside Arq, pushing to the front of the line (thanks to !!! ), and then going into Arq itself. We met up with , and had a few drinks and stayed until we decided it was time to go. It wasn’t a particularly late night, but I enjoyed myself, and Adam ( ) had a ball of a time, so I guess it was worth it!



    That doesn’t solve the problem though. I don’t want to start a new semester off like this… feeling down and worried. I still intend to hold our housewarming this Friday, and sent out SMS’s to over 35 people on my phone list. I still have my emails to write to the others, but out of those 35 SMS’s sent, I got back 2 replies.

    What has happened to me? I used to be such the socialite, keeping as much contact as I could with friends, but things have dropped off dramatically. I have spent way too many days cooped up in this house, and whilst it’s not as depressing as my old place in Alexandria, it’s still very possible to get some cabin syndrome.

    Well… I have a party to plan this friday!!!
    I will endeavour to email and invite everyone possible, but if I forget, just ask !!!!
    Pretty much if you’re in Sydney, and on my friends list, you’re invited!!!!

    The more the merrier!



    Just been sent a link for a yahoo group for gay people at my old college, St Andrew’s. Wow.
    I wish it had been around when I was there! I was one of the first completely out undergraduates there… I always knew there were more around, they were just difficult to find. So so so many closet cases! I sorta miss the place y’know. Then again, I’m living with the boi now… have to be an adult sometimes!

    Believe it or not, I’m actually looking forward to uni tomorrow….

    *rubs eyes*
    I still haven’t gotten all the cleaning done I want to. I’m waiting on the boy to come home from work…. he came home whilst I was out, and left me a card and a rose plant…. how lucky am I ????? I gotta pull my weight around here a bit more… I know he doesn’t like my bad habits.

    Interesting night tonight…. was working at the Sydney Entertainment Centre, for the Cher farewell concert. The function beforehand was very stressful, as the people were particularly rude and included a couple of pretentious fags who whinged so much I was ashamed to think of them as “family”. Please, Lord, never let me end up like them.

    The stress of that was largely redeemed by sneaking into the concert afterwards, and seeing the 60 year old diva own the stage in the same way that she has done for the last 40 years. Thoroughly enjoyed the show, enhanced by the fact that I didn’t pay a cent!

    Whilst the “pipe dream” exhuberation that I felt yesterday in wanting to join the reserves has waned, I still think it’s a good idea and want to press ahead. I’ve noticed that hardly anyone on my friends list has commented about it… I would have thought it interesting! Oh well, it is to me anyway. I still haven’t told the boy… waiting for him to come home now.

    Big storm coming in… I’m going to get some scotch and watch it on the balcony. Cheerio!!

    It’s been a busy few days… I’ve been reading LiveJournal a lot, but not posting. It’s not because I have a lack of things to say… it’s just a matter of “how to say it”.
    Work has kept me on my toes… two long shifts on Friday / Saturday, and a marathon at the Establishment on Monday night. We staffed the “Merivale Awards”, which was a lot of fun to start off with, but the boss Justin Hemmes was getting quite carried away with his drinking, and ordered the bar open for another 3 or so hours after it was due to close. Hence, finished work at 4am.

    My beautiful boyfriend came to pick me up, but it may not have been a good idea considering the poor boy had a job interview the next day. Due to a series of blunders on my part, we had a very tense time as he was tired and nervous about the interview. However, we sorted those out quite quickly… married life definately has its ups and downs, and I am really happy that we seem to be finding good mechanisms for working out problems without letting them stew and fester beyond the point of no return.

    Also, I got my timetable yesterday… wohoo !!! Even though i’m doing 28 credit points, there are only 15 hours of face-to-face contact, which I have managed to cram into 3 days, during the middle of the week. So I get a 4-day weekend!!!



    Now for something a little more deep than the shallow “This is what I did today” posts I’ve been doing as of late…

    These past few months have been quite happy ones for me, but the prospect of me slipping back to my old ways still scare the shit out of me. When I get tired, I will get stressed and locked-up fears will be released upon the closest unsuspecting boyfriend. The other night, Adz was talking about family birthdays or something like that, and for some reason it just set me off. The fact that my immediate family is broken, and my extended family are on the whole people who I would not want to mix with. That lead to me realising that I have been very antisocial in the past few months, and are also probably losing a lot of my personal friends through non-contact and them moving onto other things. Then I got scared about me going down again, and what implications it would have. I realised just how fragile my happiness was, and began to cry.

    Things have improved since then of course… I think mainly it was my tiredness and lack of activity in the past few weeks that prompted me to feel that way. I have so many hopes and ambitions in life, and they are being whittled away in a flurry of inactivity, boring job and disinterest in uni.

    It was today, when reading the new Union diary on the train, that I hit an idea that I wish I’d thought of months ago.

    I want to be an officer in the Australian Air Force Reserves



    The idea of Defence Force service had hit me a few years ago, but many agreed as I did that I simply wasn’t emotionally ready or wordly enough to handle service in the RAAF. The past few years have seen a steady growth in stability, and I’m now at a point where I feel like I want to really go and achieve something. At school, I had ignorant stability in that I didn’t know who I was, but didn’t know any better either. The past few years have been very turbulent, but also very inactive in terms of achieving to my ability. Under the shroud of depression, my grades went steadily down, and motivation was at an all-time low. Since then I seem to have clawed my way out of the hole, but now there’s a mountain to climb. I have motivation again to do well at uni, but also motivation to better myself and increase self-discipline. I have thought for many years that I would perhaps join the Air Force as an engineer after graduation, but why wait until then? Plus, it’s tax-free income that I don’t have to declare to Centrelink. Plus, it will make me fit ! heh heh

    So that’s been my idea as of late… I mentioned it to Mum tonight when I went to see her for dinner, and she thought it was a wonderful idea. Dad thought it was brilliant. I haven’t told Adz yet, as I’m waiting for him to come home tomorrow. Hopefully though he will be supportive in what I want to do. What do you ppl think ?



    Well that’s enough for tonight… I’m going to take my newfound motivation and finish off the 2nd bedroom so Adz can use it for study. I’m working at the Cher concert tomorrow and Friday, so it’s going to be a busy one all the way up to Mardi Gras !!! Speaking of which…. is anyone else not going to the after-party ???



    *edit*
    And as of today, I’m a brunette again with shorter hair. Can’t afford blonde anymore… *sighs*