I’d been really hanging out for 2012. So welcome new year, come on down!
2011 was pretty abortive for me. I’m trying to think of a really good name for it – something like, “The Lost Year” or “The Twilight Year” because “The Year that Really Fucking Sucked” doesn’t have the best ring to it. Any thoughts? I might just stick with FUBAR2011 until my creative juices kick in.
FUBAR2011 was a year where I achieved nothing, got no-where and did nothing other than gain 20kg and aggravate my carpal tunnel by playing too much WoW. In short, FUBAR.
Incidentally, it was also the year during which I learned to loathe my job, hate Perth even more than I did before and generally just not be very happy.
That’s why I’m ready for it to be over and start afresh.
2012 just has to be better, doesn’t it? I mean, as long as the end of the world doesn’t come, we should still come out on top shouldn’t we??
As always, I’m going to make myself some resolutions. Along with the typical lose weight and exercise more, I’m also going to make it my resolution to get happy.
There used to be a guy who took my bus every morning who was obviously going through some sort of crisis. Every morning he was reading a self-help title that would change every few weeks and I used to snigger at him quietly to myself. He worked his way through titles that made me question whether he was an avid Oprah fan; The Secret, 7 Habits of Highly Effective People and, of course, Chicken Soup for the Soul. Now I’m thinking maybe he was on to something. Maybe he found some wisdom within the pages of those books that made life just that little bit more bearable.
Maybe, just maybe, he even found the answer.
My blogging has been pretty sparse in recent months. There’s been a part of me that felt I had nothing worth sharing. There was also a part of me that just didn’t want to replay my unhappiness.
I’m earning enough money to pay the bills and live reasonably comfortably, I’m not in physical pain, relationship-wise things are fine.
I’m just a bit lost.
I’m a fairly (read: very) target-orientated person. I have to always be doing something for a purpose – in order to get somewhere. At the moment, I just don’t know what I’m doing. I haven’t got anywhere to go or anything to get. I just ‘am’.
Over Christmas I was thinking about getting myself some Lego. Yes people, Lego. I wanted to make something, build something, have something to ‘do’, a target to reach. That was until I discovered the 10,000 piece Star Wars Death Star set I wanted would set me back about $800.
It’s bits of coloured plastic, not a fucking iPad (which is incidentally what I would buy if I had a spare $800…even though the Death Star is very cool…)
Now I’m three-quarters of the way through this blog and I’m lost again. What the hell am I writing about? I have got no idea what I’m trying to say or why I’m even writing about it.
Anyway, what I guess I’m trying to explain is what has been happening over the past couple of months. Believe you me, you haven’t missed anything. I’ve quite literally been going to work, eating, sleeping and playing WoW. That’s it.
2012. Will you be any better?