Thursday 19 September 2013

To live will be the greatest adventure.

Hello World.
Now I have been thinking about searching for my J.M.Barie Peter Pan to see if I have gotten the title to this post right.
I am still pretty convinced that the quote was "To Die would be an awfully big adventure?"
So, if thats the case I have tweaked it a bit to suit my need.
*queue huge cheesy smile*
I have been in Bristol for four days now and it kind of... boring.
Well, I think it would be safe to say that I have caught up on some well needed sleep and have even granted myself some extra time to sleep. Due to early nights and slightly longer lie in. Thats right world, I slept until 9 am! Which can be impressive when you are going to sleep at 10pm, instead of 1 am.
I have also been deluding myself with Fanfiction... I have one warning to anyone that has never read a fanfiction or considering on reading fanfiction, NEVER and I mean NEVER get yourself involved. No matter what your fandom is, there will always be one genre that will suck you into their never ending black hole. Ok, that was a rather pointless point. Black holes are never ending right?
So yes, I have been spiralling down a deep circle of fanfiction and no, I am not a Larry Shipper. Fanfiction writers, please don't hurt me. But most of you really do have terrible grammar and punctuations... Like me!
I have explored my surroundings, I have not explored my "How to get to work route, until I can park there with a permit." That I am going to do tomorrow. Procrastination and fanfiction, you have destroyed my preparation, thank you.. THANK YOU VERY MUCH!

The unfortunate dangerous side effect of this, is the time I have had with my own mind.
If anyone actually saw my mind, they will see a jumble sale. Sometimes, when I am feeling organised, my mind is a file drawer. But lately due to the fact I have been involved with my mind so much, it has become a jumble sale. I actually think jumble sale is the wrong phrase to call my mind, because I don't actually want to sale things from my mind, because well they are irreplaceable.
The reason why it is dangerous, is that when I am outside my comfort zone, my physical wellbeing gets a bit overwhelmed and starts to have this crash down. This gets my mind extremely frustrated! Inside my head I am a strong confident woman that is begging to be released into the wild and take control, but for some strange reason she is constantly locked behind bars thanks to my reality of life. This is where the whole mind vs physical being comes into action. I start ridiculing myself for being so fearful and pathetic outside my comfort zone and I physically continue to fall into that spiral. It takes a lot for myself to force my mind to actually come to terms that I need time to adjust, that I am bored and not doing what I should be doing! Which is finding a way to get to work! Dosy Claire.
So, random Blog of the moment.
Good day!

Monday 16 September 2013

Welcome to the new adventure!

Hello world!
This won't be a long post.
I am currently sitting at a new desk! (Yes, that is right a new desk. Not sure how new, but I have a desk! No more writing on the edge of my bed!). So, while I am sitting at my new desk typing in this, I am also staring out of my dark window which has no curtains to cover it and all I can think about was that time I watched Insidious on Channel four the other night.
I have moved! I am no longer living in my hometown as of five hours ago! First night in Bristol and I'm not sure how I am going to sleep! I blame my window.
I have a week of exploring my new surroundings before I start my new job, so I'll be sure to add some new Blog post along the way.
It feels strange, but it has only been five hours. New mission is to create new friends and start this grand adventure! But, I feel so brave and oddly enough stupid to be taking this great new step! I'm not even going to university. I literally taken a huge leap, dumped everything and started what could be described as a new chapter of my life.
Leaving my old job, was terribly hard. The children, parents and staff there, was amazing and they will be extremely hard to replace. I just had to keep reminding myself why I had to leave them.
So here I am, sat at my desk, in my new home with a bunch of people I don't know.
Lets get living!

Saturday 7 September 2013

Life Eh?

Hello My Dear Reader Chums 
OK, remember two-three weeks ago? I went to London, Christina and I spent the whole time pretty much reading Miranda Hart book- Is It Just Me? Well, guess what My Dear Reader Chum, I have finally finished it. FINISHED IT!
I'm a bit Mirandafied at the moment, so please excuse this Blog. (But, did you see that Miranda, if you EVER read this Blog, did you SEE that.. I have created a new word! Like you did multiple times in your book!)
London actually feels like such a long time ago, but it wasn't really. It was only two weeks ago pretty much. Two weeks ago and I have watched Daniel Radcliffe on stage and admired everything he has done in his career! Two weeks ago. TWO WEEKS AGO! 
Here is the news for you Reader Chums out there. I'm moving away, away from my home time, away from the whole growing up with the parents and all that craziness. For I am moving to Bristol!
Bristol!!! It's not too far from where I actually live, but damn this! I'm going to give it ago and if it works out well, move somewhere further! I just need to find my two feet again.

So, my review to the book of Miranda Hart, actually entwine with my moving to Bristol.
I see myself in Miranda, just a few years youngers.. (Ahem.. literally over ten years gap, just need to put it out there OK?) Shes a child at heart, your original J.M.Barrie-Peter Pan; I will never grow up type of person. Yes, I am just like that! We just express it in a different way.
She lets all life difficulties blow past her in an awkward situation and constantly dig herself deeper into the ground. She is an inspiration. Happy with her life as it is, no children, no marriage, single and most certainly in her ideal job she had always dreamed of.
It was her last chapter that had moved me the most, it will have to be most serious point she had made through her entire book. I can swear during those night in London and being wine filled we had so many laughs through reading her book.. SUCH FUN! In her last chapter called dreams and Miranda again, if you are reading this yes! Still at the age of 24, I still imagine myself auditioning for X factor ( a television I have never actually watched) and Simon Cowell putting me into a five part band, where we become HUGE! HUGE I TELL YE! 
Oh? Simon Cowell no longer does X factor?? Well fuck my life, I still have another dream that will never actually happen because a) Harry Potter may not actually be real and if it is I am curling into my death ball before I have to admit I am a muggle and b) I cannot have a Pirate Ship and manage it, where I travel to different worlds and fight the bad people. Johnoco, you watch your butt mister! I will defeat you!
Miranda's point in that book though is that through all the hard work, hitting rock bottom and feeling like you are in a dead end job, wondering why you get out of bed every morning. That is because of your dream! Your dreams drive you through those rock bottom hittings. Your dreams drive you through that dead end job and most importantly your dreams drive you to get out of bed every morning! To wake up and remember that dream you had, and to make you work hard until you get there! 
So, I am now using my last week in at home packing and finishing my amazing job, to now start a new job that will help me live in a new place where I will have a new adventure to start writing in this blog and with my dreams. I may never get anywhere and still be in my same job, but in a different town/city/country. But I will be doing what I love and that will be writing/painting/reading.
Well done Miranda Hart, you have inspired a soul in the book you have written.