How the fuck did I get here? Part 2.

After re-reading my previous post(a href="http://tommythebeat.blogspot.com/2009/08/how-fuck-did-i-get-here.html") about my life right now I feel I have to clear things up. Not for myself, but to all the people that I completely disregarded when writing it. I know myself better then most and I have to say I sounded like a complete Jack-ass when I said "I've basically done it all on my own".

Clearing things up.

I would not have got as far as I have if I had not been granted the support I had through certain friends and family.

Although I didn't word it correctly I MEANT to say that it was such an amazing experience to fly myself to a place where I had no friends or family(Cheree the exception of course) to help me and try to make it on my own. I'm forever gratefull for having Cheree with me for the first month because to this day I don't know how I would have done that on my own. The whole time I think I was in denial about the fact that it could/would be over three months before I was see the people that meant the most to me.

What I was trying to be happy about, was the fact that I left for somewhere I've always wnated to go to, with no financial aid or general guidence from anyone. I'm proud of myself for that, for getting away from my regular routine and things I thought I needed to get by.

My parents were probably more supportive of me then ever towards the end(before I got employed at Hamilton Island) when I was running out of money(and courage) and If it wasn't for them and the inspiration of Brigitte, My Antie Kate ect, I don't know what path I'd be on right now.

So now when I ask the question How the Fuck did I get here?
I actually have an answer for myself.

Busy Busy Busy

Craaaaazy weeeek.
I've got three even crazier weeks coming up.
John is coming down this weekend & its the finale street party for race week.
Next week is Charlotte's weekend in Airlie Beach.
Thhheeen I'm going home the weekend after that for the weekend. Exciting Stuff.
Today I have to go the the gym, get updates from Brigitte(set-your-anchor.blogspot.com), find her a post-card so I can do a trial run with her address, get Dad a birthday present and get it in the post ASAP, start thinking of a Fathers Day present, Ring Mum & Sis, Get credit, Order groceries, and then meet up with Johnny. Phew!

Check Yourself.

Great minds discuss ideas.
Average minds discuss events.
Small minds discuss people.

Take Nothing But Poloroids

Found this awesome Photo blog, heyyousaycheese.blogspot.com

How the fuck did I get here?

I woke up this morning and forgot where I was. I have to say it was a good feeling when I figured out where I was. Plus, I've basically done it all on my own. I'm impressed that I threw myself out of my comfort zone and made it. So far I've only crossed half of one thing off my 19 things list, but I'm feeling pretty confident about the rest.

QM

Letter came today.

Re-fucking-cycle.

Ok I don't know how much my emplorers are paying off the government but I don't understand how I live on a national park and we are allowed to NOT have recycling bins or at least some decent form of being environmentally friendly.

I.E
Bio-degradable bags?
Charge for plastic bags(then you'll make MORE money!)

end of rant, everything else is awesome.

BK in LA

Its a weird feeling knowing that BK is currently in the US of A. I'd have to say that overall its a feeling of happiness for her. The lesson's I've learnt from her through the past five or so years of friendship will last me a lifetime. She taught me through example not to care what other people thought of you, to stay true to yourself. She taught me the value of hard work and real friendships and that you can do anything if you set your mind to it.

I will miss her so much but at this stage there is not one ounce of saddness involved because I know that when she gets back, whilst she will have been changed by this amazing experience(No doubt for the better), our friendship will remain as just as good if not better then what it always has been. We've always been kickass long distance friends, now its just time to take the friendship international.

So here's to you Brigitte 'the Great' Kelly, all the best!

“Twenty years from now you will be more disappointed by the things you didn’t do than by the ones you did do. So throw off the bowlines, sail away from the safe harbor. Catch the trade winds in your sails. Explore. Dream. Discover.”

Biting My Tounge.

So three of my friends are going through relationship problems/issues at the moment.

FRIEND X: Doesn't even know it. I pride myself on being honest and in the past I've done just that; given my flat out, no bullshit opinion. Alas, she is choosing to go though this again and although I honestly don't believe it will end well at all, I can HONESTLY say this time I hope it does. So my hope and the fact that I don't wish to drive a wedge between our friendship are the reasons I remain quiet about my concerns.

FRIEND Y: Back to the whole honesty thing. Friend Y is bored with her relationship but being a self-confessed 'always need a man' type of girl, will not end it. Her subconscious is counteracting this descision by starting fights for all the wrong reasons over petty things. I DON'T think she needs a boyfriend to be happy and I think she has to much potential that she doesn't see. Does she? No.

FRIEND Z: Friend 'Z' had me on the phone for an hour last night because he feels shit about everything in his life, his girlfriend included. Annoyed with her 'doing the same thing all the time and never being different' he feels frustrated that everything is perfect all the time and feels like he needs to be angry sometimes and it is healthy. Totally agree. What will he do about it? Nothing; he's too good a bloke and can't say anything to her at the risk of hurting her feelings. What I feel like saying is "If you can't be honest with your partner then whats the fucking point?"


I've come to the conclusion that hardly anybody really wants to hear the truth when it comes to a relationship they're in. Their emotions get in the way too much and all they want you to tell them is what they want to hear. I know for a fact i've been guilty of this myself. So for now I'm just going to be a good 'listener' and bite my tounge.