So I’m going to cheat a little and in my attempt to post my first ever blog, I will piece together my First-First efforts of all blogs that I have ever written and never got round to finishing. I’m not sure if that made any sense, but in the spirit of keeping momentum, I shall write type, (ramble) on.
SO here goes. For the first time ever in blog history---this is a compilation of my greatest unfinished works, of when for some apparent reason inspiration just escaped me…
My first attempt was called- “I’m a big girl now…”
I’m a 20-something year old girl, fast becoming a 20-something year old woman. This certainly became apparent some months ago when I started having chats about ‘life defining’ decisions which, in yester-year, were conversations only to be had when I was ‘all grown up’. And with that sentiment I began to feel nostalgic of the days when life was simple and certainly juvenile.
I reminisce back to high school days, when I was a fresh faced teenager. Lunch times with lu-ran-jo + other school chums were spent deciding if I wanted a pizza rounder or a chiko roll for lunch and gushing over my-then latest crush. Fast-forward ten years or so and the lunch times chats in the quadrangle have been replaced with lu+ran+jo minus other school chums at Cargo for cocktails, I am making decisions on where to buy my first home and my latest ‘crush’ is who I’m planning to marry.
Another of my short lived-inspired blogs got me thinking about how far I have come career wise…. But my blog only got me as far as Hungry Jacks...
“She works hard for the money”
When I was 14 years and 9 months old, I got my first job at McDonalds. My first pay slip was fifty two dollars and fifty cents. I worked (slaved) for 10 hours at a wopping hourly rate of $5.25, upsizing meals, offering fries with everything and doing it all with a great big f-ing smile on my face. Except on the rare occasion when I argued with a customer that they actually ordered 3 Big macs, and not the 2 Mc-chicken burgers they claimed. Yes, as a 14 year 9 month old, I lived by the principle that the ‘customer is always right’- only when they are actually right. Combine this with my foul temper and anger-management issues at the time, it made for very not effective complaint resolution and great entertainment for the rest of the crew.
It was tough-going being a front-counter chick and I remember aspiring to one day being the Drive-thru Girl. And that I achieved in my second job at Hungry Jacks.
“Mid-20s Crisis”
A moment of clarity insanity struck me, I’m turning 26 this year. A new sense of angst in me has been roused which I am sure is symptomatic of a mid-20s crisis. In fact, the moment the pin dropped, it echoed with a list of rhetorical questions I asked myself some couple of years ago, now waiting to be answered
“Always the optimist? or am I just delusional?”
I have always thought myself to be quite the optimist, but at what point does optimism cross the line to delusion? Is there really a clear cut line?- I suppose at this point I lost my train of thought cause I couldn't write on… Perhaps the question was meant to be the rhetorical, cause I for the life of me could not answer it. And finally I thought it fitting to end my first ever blog with:
New Years Resolutions
2009... Full of promise with new- new years resolutions to be broken, another year to pass where I am constantly reminding myself that I’m going to lose Weight; learn italian; save more; eat less deep fried foods hence lose weight; start a blog etc.etc.. In this ever repeating cycle of the count down to the ‘New Year’ it seems quite ordinary for mine and in fact nothing really ‘New’ about it at all…
I ‘m currently grappling with the inertia I seem to get in the middle of writing a blog. I can’t quite put my finger on it. But I think it may have something to do with the fact I have a mild and somewhat selective attention deficit disorder and the fact that I can’t sit in front of a computer screen for a prolonged period of time due to my abnormal sensitivity to light…. But nonetheless, I started my first ever Blog. Welcome to my world!
A word of warning for my future blogs in case I might offend you- Some people mistaken my passion for rage. But you’ll find I just really care and feel strongly about a certain things. Such as- How much I HATE it when people drive around with their High beams on. But anyway that's for another blog...
