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!
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