This is my first blog post of the New Year, how refreshing…
2013 has already been too busy and unfortunately I haven’t had time to sit down a write a Blog post. However, now on a Friday night, the first quiet Friday night, I find myself sitting and writing because after all, that’s what I love to do. I’ve always enjoyed writing, I’ve never been great at it but that doesn’t matter because whatever I write falls off my fingers (such as rolls of the tongue, but nowadays it’s all keyboard isn’t it Darling?) and onto the keyboard and suddenly I have a paragraph. I don’t think it happens with everyone but I’ve never noticed really as when you are able to do something, you think it’s normal, don’t you? Take singing for example, if you could sing (which I can’t) until someone tells you you’re brilliant, you’d never think you were any different. But that my friends is what I call life as something is never something until someone says it is.
How confusing…
I mean, a table was never a table until someone said “Can you put that glass on the table for me?” “The what?” “The table of course, that piece of wood over there” … It’s funny isn’t it really. I mean for all we know, there could be another world out there where up is down and happy is sad and where new things are still happening, like this world really, but, opposite. This week my pals and I have been discussing how amazing things are and how quickly things can make a change and grow. Ten years ago my job, Social Media Assistant, would never have existed and my job profile would probably have been laughable. Now, it’s one of the most sought after jobs in the industry and something some people would love to do everyday. That was me last year, when I started this blog. I started this blog because I loved to write, wanted to vent and have somewhere where whatever you said, it was interesting. Six months later, I’m still blogging but now I have a job I love, a job I probably never would of had if I hadn’t of put myself out there.
How funny…
Over Christmas I posted about “All those happy faces” and as predicted there they were, Christmas Day, smiles all round. It was amazing, incredible and made me feel good again. I’d been feeling low leading to Christmas, I needed a break. My first three months at work were hard, a lot to take in and completely different to what I was used to at University. But it’s been great, as I was saying to someone today, the only way is up and I’m so excited for that to happen. The best thing I’ve done the last three months is learnt to take criticism and not to take it personally and my gosh has it helped me progress. As I finished work for Christmas, a weight was lifted off my shoulders and after three months I could relax, turn off my emails and not worry about that inevitable 7am wake up call. It was great, two weeks of getting up at 10am and slowly making my way into normal clothes by 3pm, what a life. It was good, but I couldn’t do it forever, I need the change, I need the challenge and I need something to work towards in my life.
I now turn to the people in the picture, those that make my days incredible and my nights even better. This year we spent New Year’s in St. Ives, Cornwall, for the first time since I was 16. I was worried as I was so excited and I thought that back in my younger days I may have remembered it differently. Well, let me tell you, I did. I remembered it completely differently as it was better than I remembered. Waking up at 10am, getting dressed and just walking, anywhere and everywhere and then stopping for a Cornish Rattler to freshen up and walk some more. It was amazing, that amazing my boyfriend and I are going back down on the 1st February for my 22nd (O NO!) birthday, less than a month since we were last there. In that picture up there we’re dressed as penguins as on New Year’s normal clothes is a no no. Walking down the street listening to “Smile and Wave boys, smile and wave” and “OMG look its Penguins!” was incredible, we felt like superstars! The night was amazing, the days after were amazing and I hope to have the same experience when hopefully, we go back next year (as chickens maybe?).
I now refer to the title of this post. It’s from the popular Christmas song “Winter Wonderland” but I feel now more than ever it is relevant. I know it can be seen as bad luck to think and talk and sing about Christmas but I realised I’ve had a Christmas Card up in my bedroom for 2 years now and I think I’m doing pretty well out of it. On 31st December 2012 at 11:59:50 I was counting down to the last time I will ever see 2012, and all I could think about was WOW, what a year. I looked up as the clock struck Midnight and there it went, 2012 was gone, 2013 was here. Was I disappointed? No. I was happy and incredibly excited! What a beautiful sight.
I don’t know if I’ll ever beat 2012, but who cares, I’m going to try and do it every year until the day I die because as I said before, something is never something until someone says it is.
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