Happy New Year!!

Happy New Year for 2014!!

I have a had a great start to the new year! Just simply hanging out with a few people who mean something to me. It was simple, relaxed and fun. With a few drinks… and fireworks on the beach. I couldn’t have asked for anything better! 

Then today I played board game upon board game and a few card games too with a couple of my friends and it reminded me of my childhood days. A lot of time back then was spent simply doing just that. 

So like normal instead of the new years resolution that might get broken my April… I have a small list of more things I want to do in 2014:

– Do a better job of looking after my teeth

– Get rid of unwanted stuff! 

– Exercise more

– Catch up with friends and family more often

– Spend quality time with above mentioned

– Do some volunteer work

– Complete my creative writing class and some stories too

– Save for a car now that I have my driver’s licence

I think that will do for now…

I hope you have all enjoyed celebrating the new year and that you remember that 2014 will the best that it can be! 

🙂 

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She did not get “Friends” straight away.

As I think about the past year and being persistent with pursuing my teaching career. I think about how positive thinking has taken on many forms. It has not always come easy. In fact to think positively is one of the hardest things I have ever had to do. It is not natural when you are feeling down, frustrated, angry and disappointed in life to change those thoughts into something positive. But if you don’t life inevitably becomes almost impossible to live. 

Difficult life situations although hidden by being hard to deal with can actually become things that are good in life. Because we learn from them. I know one day I will look back on today. I will look back on the time that I am in now trying to figure it all out and I will think about how far I have come. I know this to be true because I have already experienced this feeling. I have already reflected on life events that happened once upon a time. Knowing this to be true is one of the many reasons why I keep going.

I am happy for those people who got teaching jobs last year and thanks to social media I have become aware of roughly how many but also roughly how many who didn’t. Some of these people who went on to get jobs have also been complaining about the work load. It is a double edged sword to achieve what you want. To those people who have full time teaching jobs, I urge you to not complain. Because out of thousands of graduates you were chosen. You were hired as a teacher. Instead maybe you think of your peers who don’t have teaching work. How would you feel if you were them?

On the other side of happiness there comes a little bit of sadness. For those graduates who are still searching. Some of these people are not just searching for teaching roles. They are trying to still live lives despite not having what they worked so very hard for. Yet they are still going. Because they think about how great it is going to be when they get there. I think although it has become harder for me and the thousands still looking we are the ones that will appreciate it more. 

Lisa Kudrow was the commencement speaker at the graduation ceremony for Vassar College in 2010. I watched her speech this morning via YouTube. She graduated from Vassa with a BA in Biology in 1985. She did not get her role as Phobe Buffay on “Friends” until 1994. She first had to make the decision to pursue a different career than what she studied in and then she had to overcome many obstacles before landing her first ‘real’ job. 

Two things that stood out from this speech for me is how she said that your 20s are a series of different crossroads and that after being fired from “Frasier”(another TV show…) she still managed to get up in the morning. That if she was able to simply get up each day, leave her apartment and still live her life. She was coping really well. “Friends” changed her life. It didn’t happen straight away. 

One day I will know of a similar feeling. My life will be changed somehow. It hasn’t happened just yet. But it will, I know it will. If you are someone who is still searching for this same feeling, for this same change…then that is ok because your ‘one day’ will happen, just you wait and see. 

Here is the link to Lisa’s speech. 

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uLkUoeMNeeY 

Are we in fear of turning 25?

I’ve decided to join those who write about what it’s like to turn 25. I’m about 4 months off from doing so and I’m not in fear as though this age means I’m getting “old”… I’m actually really excited. It does mean that I will be a quarter of a century old… it does mean I’ll be half way to 50. I can no longer be considered “youth”…. young yes… totally and completely young.  Other people who I have known that have got to this age have said that it makes them feel old. I do not really understand that sorry. Even with a housemate of mine turning 30 and saying the same thing… It’s not old. 

Old to me is where you’re wrinkly all over, have grey hair, need help with getting on the bus and can no longer remember your grandkids. Before that we’re young. Even my mother whose age I will not reveal, to me is young. 

But why is old a “bad” thing anyway? Am I too young to be answering the question… most people would agree that I am. What do I know at my age about the woes and misery of life if I haven’t lived yet. I’m not at that “stage” of life where I can look back and say “In my day we used to walk 50 miles in knee deep snow just to get to the other side of the road…” 

I will disagree with those who believe this to be true. I have already lived. It’s 25 years. Yes it’s not as long as, 30, 40, 50 years, etc… but still… what do people think they have been doing for 25 years… sitting around and watching the days go by without a care in the world… I don’t think so… 

For those of you who know me and know me well, know that I have well and truly been affected by life.

I have learnt a lot from life. I have learnt that life comes with its ups and downs. I have learnt a lot about people. That we are all human trying to get along. I have learnt a lot about babies and children. That they need love, stability and a place where they can belong. 

I have learnt a lot from my friendships. Friends sometimes come and go… I will always remember who you are even if in years to come we do not see each other. I have learnt that family are not the people we choose to belong to but that I will always love them and stick by them – unconditionally. 

I have learnt that at 18 although legally I was an adult… that really I was sill a teenager and that I am still learning about what it is to be an adult and will probably still be learning about that at age 80, just like I know my grandparents are. I have learnt that the plan I had at age of five to be a teacher and a mother doesn’t necessarily have to be stuck to and that, that is ok. 

I have also learnt that finding love… is like looking for a needle in a haystack… 

To me I choose to enjoy getting older. Learning more from life. Getting what I want from this life that I have. Be grateful that I am alive to live it. Hopefully I will learn about what it is to “stress less”, to be a happy with what I have… not always wanting the new… staying healthy without the pressure of being “skinny”… travelling to other parts of Australia and the world that I haven’t seen… and to be open to every new challenge that comes my way.

Yay to turning 25! It’s going to be great. 🙂 

Signing off… time to face the music… 

 

 

Are we having the time of our lives?

I have stopped and thought about this post many times. What did I want to say? What will I end up writing? Will this have an effect on how people who know me in the outside world see me and who I am? I feel both apprehensive and positive about writing on this subject.

I want to share my thoughts, feelings and opinions about an Australian Drama called “The time of our lives”

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I remember wanting to write a post after watching the first episode. I noticed myself being very quick to judge and criticise the characters that we as the audience barely knew. It was only episode one! I thought ok… maybe I need to watch another episode before I start writing about it… However, as the weeks went on. I realised that I couldn’t work out how I felt or thought about these people. My secret favourite was Bernadette (Justine Clarke)… she had the clothes I liked, gorgeous twin girls, I loved her approach to “step-parenting”, she had a good job… she just had a warmth about her – there was an immediate liking to her.  My least favourite in the beginning was Caroline (Claudia Karvan)… a completely different person to Bernadette. I didn’t feel an instant liking to her… because I wasn’t sure about her parenting or choice in the name Carmody… I felt disconnected to her as a person. I started to see myself agree with her husband.

Now I wish that I could go back to that first episode and take back what I was thinking. I am generally speaking not that type of person. I like to see people for who they are. I like to see that we are all human beings, that we may have different lives, different ideas on how to live… that there is no “right” or “wrong” way of going about things.  I don’t look at people and judge them. It’s just not me. I don’t believe it is up to me to do so. What right do I have? Even with family and friends that I’ve known for years. It’s not my life. At the end of day they are the people who have to live their lives the way they choose to. Or in the case of this TV show… the way the writers decide their character’s lives.

With this in mind. I now see this show with very different eyes. I see all the characters, their struggles, their triumphs, their bad days, good days, the decisions they are making, how all of this affects them, the people around them and how their lives unfold. I can see the human side to all of them. I can see that the writers of this show have taken good care in giving us a broad picture of Australian life as it is today. There is no set path to everyone. I can see why some people will choose to relate to some of the characters more than others and I can understand why some will be liked more than others.

Bernadette will ‘secretly’ be my favourite in the show… Because to me she is just “totally awesome” and she reminds me of someone in my life… But I don’t think I have a least favourite or ever will…

At the end of the day it’s not really about that…

I am hooked on another great Australian Drama and lovin’ it!!

Are we having the time of our lives? I can only speak for myself… really.

Signing off… because there is a cat here in desperate need of my attention!

Happy Saturday 🙂

 

Are we too old for fairy-tales?

I am reading “Between the Lines” by Jodi Picoult and her daughter Samantha van Leer. I am not ashamed to admit that as an adult I’m reading a teenage fairy tale. A book that some people would argue is not for someone my age and that I should be reading something else. Like the main character herself I am questioning the reason for reading a book that I really enjoy.

I decided on reading this book because I have never read anything by Jodi Picoult. So many of my friends have read her work and I don’t know why I never have. A while ago a friend of mine suggested that I read her books because she felt they were engaging. She thought that I would like her stories because people can relate to them.

In picking up a book that is essentially a fairy tale. You might be asking; can anyone relate to that? If we look back to when fairy-tales were first written. Most of them are quite gory, there are acts of cruelty, characters cutting body-parts up, etc. It has only been over time where fairy-tales have become friendlier or ‘disneyed’. The Disney versions do not appear to be relatable.

Fairy-tales are a place that begins in “Once upon a time” and ends in “They lived happily ever-after”. If I was generalising I would say that most girls dream of being a Princess and having their Prince come and rescue them. When we watch a Disney adaptation of a fairy-tale we are lead to believe that for 90 mins that if we wish upon a star our dreams will come true and we will be forever happy.

Do we grow out of this dream? Can this dream come true? If we live by good morals and work hard will we eventually be leading a happy life.

The first part of “Between the Lines” does start with “Once upon a time”. It continues for a while with other classic fairy-tale lines. As we delve into the story though it develops as a story of fantasy vs reality. Delilah the main female character is contemplating her life believing to be of a miserable one. She is captured by the fairy-tale she is reading because Oliver the Prince in the story is somewhat similar to her. Delilah and myself might as well be the same person or at least in some ways.

I have been captured by her story in a very similar way. I’ve grown up enough to realise the difference between feeling miserable and actually believing I have a miserable life. Thank goodness for that. At the age of 15 like Delilah though I thought differently. I’m very close to being ten years older than 15.

Because of this I’ve been reflecting a lot on who I was then and who I am now. This book couldn’t have come at a better time, really. It has landed in my lap at time when I most need it. It is reminding me that at 15 I had so many worries, I thought so badly of the person that I was, I cared too much about what other people thought. I didn’t really think I was going anywhere. It mostly came down to superficial “stuff”.

I used to think that the image I portrayed on the the outside was a reflection of who I was on the inside. That the clothes I wore, the house I lived in or the possessions I owned meant something. Most teenagers might be thinking that they feel as though their every movements are being watched. By not only their family and friends but even by strangers.

We grow up to realise that the majority of people on this planet have no idea who you are or that you even exist. Why would they care about the clothes you wear on your back? I wish I could tell my 15 year old self to chill out and relax. If I had a chance to be 15 again there are so many things I’d do differently.

I guess that is why I really like this book. It is an easy read and has taken my only a few days to nearly get to the end. But it is good because in its simplicity I have found a story where I can really see myself. It doesn’t matter that it wasn’t intended to be read by adults. It doesn’t matter that it has fairy-tale like themes,etc. It doesn’t matter that what happens in this story would probably never happen in reality. What matters is that I have gotten something out of it… and that I’m sure other people have too.

Are we ever too old for fairy-tales?

Children are simply great!

A child at school told me I had a fancy haircut. I decided to cut my hair back to a really short hair-do. I could not bare to wait for it to grow out anymore. That same child over-heard me singing – told me I should be famous when I grew up… When a different child pointed out I was already grown. She said that she meant when I was a mummy. When I decide to not wear make-up she says I look tired. When I do wear it she says I look nice.

Children are great. They can be honest and don’t hold back on what they think. My little sister would tell me my hair cut makes me look a boy. 

Some children are very sweet – they bring you handmade presents. They can brighten up your day or even your week. I had a child bring me something she made, it looked like she had put in so much effort. She brought it to me after only being in aftercare for a day. As she gave it to me she said “this is because I had such a great time in aftercare”. I gave her a big thank-you and told her she made my week – truthfuly told as that week hadn’t been very good for me … I think that I have enough homemade presents from kids that I could make a collage out of them.

Sometimes I believe they are in their own bubble.

In observing how they play I see them become animals of all sorts, mothers, fathers, babies, fairies, kings, queens, knights, pirates, etc. They give themselves funny names, they live in all sorts of places. A pile of leaves can be a carrot stew for their bunny (soft toy). That same pile of pile of leaves can be biscuits for their puppy. 🙂

The playground becomes a fortress, a castle, a home or an obstacle course. They can predict people’s future in a game of “MASH”. A game like many that has changed and evolved since I was a kid… that’s for sure. I love how they all think they invented the games too. They were the first ones to play them and they know all the rules.

I have children at my school who try and tell me how to do my job. Some who even start doing for it me.

It is an odd place to be – before and after school care. 5-12 year olds mixed together for either a morning or an afternoon.They may not be friends at school. But here they come toegether, play together and eat together.

Children are just wonderful! Living in their own worlds. I sometimes wish we didn’t lose that as we grow up.

What about you? Is there something you miss from your childhood?

Signing off…to clean my room… I still haven’t grown out some old habits.

 

 

The annoying side to our online worlds…

So for about an hour now… I think.  I’ve been on Pinterest. You know that place that makes you feel like you’re being productive when really all you are doing is wasting away a perfectly good rainy day. The place when you can pin things on a virtual pin board and not have to worry about having a real one in the real world.

I have a real pin board or cork board or whatever you want to call it – it has I think one thing pinned onto it. One. My pinterest however has hundreds of pins – could you imagine what my kitchen where said pin board is – would look like if it was the other way round? I simply do not want to know! Ahhh the chaos. This is why I like/love pinterest! It makes for a uncluttered kitchen. Now if only there was something out there that did the same for my bedroom… which is pretty much the opposite – oops!

However, there is one thing I do not like about our online worlds. Having to subscribe to nearly every site just simply so I can browse it is frustrating. When doing so you start to receive email upon email. In these emails they contain promotions, deals, sales, new items, etc that gets added to the site. If I wanted to find this information out I would direct myself to the website!

I do not want a cluttered inbox of emails that I don’t read. All I want to be able to do is browse a site with clothes/home-wares/stationery/most anything else… be inspired to be more productive, creative, to make things myself, arty, possibly buy things, have ideas for blogging, cooking, etc.

I do not want to be a member of those websites unless I am actually interested in doing so!!

Besides anything that I am a member of by choice I usually lose interest after about the 5th or 10th email because it just seems to be the same old stuff. Being a member to me only really helps to make online purchases easier. It doesn’t help in any other way. I’m sorry to say.

I think the online world’s job is to make life easier not more frustrating… All I wanted to do was look at some amazing bed linen… that’s it! But guess what? The site asked me subscribe and stopped me from going further.

Signing off… deep in frustration. 😛

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