Saturday 7 May 2011

Taking the reins?

So exactly two weeks have passed since i last posted..


I guess it would be appropriate to start this blog by wishing a Happy Mothers day to all mothers out there or mothers to be, in particular my own. Even though it should be your day all year round; it's an extra opportunity to receive a gift or hug, why not? 


These past two weeks have been THE most hectic two weeks in quite some time actually! I have started my second attempt of A-levels and they last form the 3rd - 12th of May, meaning next Thursday; my misery will be over and i can resume to the lazy life. I wish.


Well to cut a long story short, or should I? I might as well say the long version...
Growing up I have always loved drawing, painting, art and everything to do with designing or creating something. Be it on the walls at home or designing my own bedroom. It has always been a prime passion of mine. Now, here's the catch- I don't paint, I don't draw, i don't design OR do ANY sort of artistic exercise WHATSOEVER. ever. Yes sad story, I've studied languages (namely English & Italian) for three years of my life now, hoping to one day wake up and say, yes i like what i'm doing and I want to spend the rest of my life doing this. Yeah right.....


Basically 4 days ago, i looked up at the ceiling (melodramatic, i know) and said God, I cannot take this anymore please help me. I cried myself to sleep most days for the past three years hoping and praying that everything will be OK, and i will one day be able to please my father, who so thoroughly believes in me going to University and achieving a Degree in Law. Not the case....
This particular night, tears could not stop flowing down my cheeks, and i could not cry myself to sleep like i did other days, this time i was determined to find the root of it, which very predictably was not dug too deep,  instantly my heart screamed out to me INTERIOR DESIGN, but i could not believe it. The thing i feared the most out of all things in the world was about to happen. I was thinking of changing path.
Presumably this heart wrenching fear of changing path comes from my very indecisive brother, considering he has changed his career path countless of times in the past; I always hoped i would never have to go through that. But my day has come.


Consciously I am walking into a decision which will not be easy, but finally, i can say it's my own- and it's what i want! Telling my father will be nothing but catastrophic but it's something that needs to happen! Hopefully he will not chop my head off (yeah right wishful thinking!) and that one day he can accept me for what i am and for the happiness I would like to achieve, hopefully I will be able to chase my dreams with confidence and along side me, both my mother's and father's support to back me up.




I would like to achieve a Bachelor of Arts (Honours) Degree and successfully become an Interior Designer.




Wow, writing that sentence was like therapy! Fingers completely crossed that all turns out for the better! My dad will understand eventually. I pray.




-Believe in yourself, hard work pays off! 
Good day xxx  








Wishlist item of the past two weeks!! (i haven't been able to get my hands on a pair of them, I'm trying to though!) haha yes another pair of shoes!! 



or maybe these?: 

Sunday 24 April 2011

The beginning to procrastination?

            Writing a blog has been a controversial aspect of my life lately, blogging has always been something I wanted to do, but why? So people can read my nonsense? Certainly not. For me to express my feelings, which will change the worlds outlook on life? Most definitely not. For me to have an outlet in which I may freely express my contemplations and usual useless or useful deliberations which life faces me with daily? Close. For me to attempt to finish something I start? Probably!

I must admit the aspect of me writing something which one other person is capable of reading is intriguing even though, I highly doubt anything I write here will be interesting to anyone at all, but you know; at least I could let it out to please my conscience and feed the little nugget of thought that runs through my brain.

Today was Easter  Sunday (those two words being a controversial subject alone) I use the term “was” as the day is nearing its end, and whoever wanted to celebrate Gods resurrection, is probably done eating his way through it by now. Happy Easter for those who celebrate it and Happy Sunday for those you are agnostic.

This blog will, in essence, be written to myself. Whereby I may look back and read a virtual diary of my thoughts and perhaps daily drivel, naturally if I keep up what I intend to start.
I guess I had to give up to the conformity to mainstream society and jump on the band wagon, even though, it is, a few decades too late…

Welcome to the world of blogging.
(Welcoming myself of course)




-          Believe in yourself, hard work pays off.
Good day! X




Wish list item of the day (for however materialistic this may sound on the the day of Jesus' resurrection) :