So...I decided to start this blog for a few reasons:
1. To kill time in work
b. To document my thoughts, feelings, wishes so that one day I can look back and cringe/delete
iii. Well, every {wo}man and their dog has a blog nowadays...don't they?
Anyhoo...I'll start with a short introduction, just in case anyone stumbles upon this by accident and for some bizarre reason, decides to read, or even subscribe....
I'm female, as you should probably tell by my blog name. Born in 1983 I am currently 26 years of age. I have 3 brothers, a mother, and some other relatives scattered about. As you can see, I'm not all that close to my family. There is no dark or sinister reason behind this; we are simply just not a close family. My father left my mother and us children when I was around 5 years old. No contact was ever made, up until recently, but more about that another time. I have been working full time pretty much since leaving high school. I work in general administration for a small private company, and have been with the same organisation for roughly 7 years (!!)....part of the reason for me writing this blog is that very recently I have become strangely obssessed with my own mortality, and have realised that life is far too short, particularly when you haven't really done anything with it, and you're unsure what you want to do, where you want to go, and who (if anyone) you want to share life with...
I do have a partner, a boyfriend (Let's call him B). We have been together for 4 years now. Prior to that, I had another boyfriend (We'll call him A), who I was also with for around 4 years. He was my first 'proper' boyfriend. Inbetween splitting with A and meeting B I had a few months of, shall we say...freedom...where I got to explore another side of me I had only dreamt about whilst I was with A...but I think I'll leave that there seeing as though this is my first blog entry...
I feel like time is passing me by, so very quickly, and I'm powerless to stop it. I have done absolutely nothing with my life so far; I have nothing to show, other than a nice collection of Lip Service clothing and hair down to my waist.
I want to be motivated, and pro-active, but it's just so damn difficult. I feel that there are so many obstacles holding me back - my lack of higher education, my fear of flying, not to mention my general confusion over what I want to do/where I want to be!
This sounds like a very moan-y and depressed type blog, but you know what? It probably will be. Or at least it will until I figure out the answers to these problems. Who cares? I'm writing this for myself anyway!
