So now that I’ve got a full time job I am feeling what it is like to work the 40+ a week not having weekends or any free time for that matter. It’s amazing how much time it does suck out of your life, someone told us that work will take up 75% of your time.
I suppose what makes the days that much longer is the travel to and from the city 1 hour is a lot of time to spend being unproductive or doing something that you don’t want to do. I tried reading a novel and that worked quite well because it was a story that I was really into. Since that worked I thought that I would read stuff that I could learn from like a philosophy book or something about the stockmarket, for some reason it made me go to sleep more than anything else.
I have a routine that I enjoy at the moment that seems to be working except for one thing the early nights. I get up at 5.30am (early I know) and I hit the gym for an hour, get on the train at 7am and then I’m at work at 8am (if the trains are on time). But like I said the sleeping on time is the biggest problem I am unable to get to bed on time not because I can’t sleep but because I don’t want to. There are too many things that I want to do, blogging being one of them, learning about active directory and learning photoshop and photography in general.
The time after work is what I miss the most, that 6 hours that I used to have has been whittled down to 3 hours, 1 of which is spent getting ready for the next day (packing, preparing food, reading work etc…). Time with my family has gone, time with the girlfriend is less but the most precious of all is time with myself that I don’t have anymore.
I guess that it is one of the downsides of life, I can’t have everything my way.
I always seem to be changing things, I can never tell if it is for the better or worse but they are always changing. My room is the best example that I have, consistently throughout this year it will change, things will come and go and be shifted.
Already my beloved stereo has moved from it’s place in full view to under the bed to make room for a plastic stacker to how hold my growing collection of accessories and clothing.
The clothes in my wardrobe have lessened, getting rid of the old and not exactly getting anything new but making room for the more functional and less worn.
Now a days when people ask what I am doing, my most common response in cleaning, while this is annoying, I do tend to find that I make a mess a lot so I have decided to make more space in my room and better position items.
The only problem is that I seem to be doing this all the time and every so often I see something new that I can change…I finally decided that I will never reach a state of completelness so I’ll forever be in a constant state of optimisation
I’ve worked there for about 3 years, the longest job that I have had so far, it’s been a great job that I have benefited from in ways that I cannot count and yet I wanted to go, I had to leave because to be honest I couldn’t go any further that I was there wasn’t enough room for me to grow and move.
Please be patient while I express a little bit of arrogance.
I firmly believe that they didn’t recoognise what they had in me, I wasn’t challenged enough and now that I go through all my acomphisments I realised how much I can achieve when I love what I do, and I love what I do.
I have been very fortunate in my working life I haven’t had a job that didn’t hate, I have been able to go through normal retail jobs until I found something more career focused. I think that part of my success has been due to my personality, normally I can get along with everyone and don’t tend to make many enemies. I didn’t realise my social skills within work until recently about the same time that I realised how important social skills where to keeping and advancing in your job.
It is something that I am now wanting to study a little more, I hope to better understand motivations and how this can affect your job. Understandably the work that you do counts as well, it shows that you can do what you were employed to do.
I have a few friends who can enlighten me on this and I’ll get back to you on what I find out.
Close to the corner of Swanston Street and Little Flinders it’s a nice basement bar which some great furniture and good selection of drinks with carlton draught, asahi, pure blonde on tap.
To be honest the seating isn’t that great, it’s a little to much form over function but there is enough standing room for it to not matter too much.
I didn’t have a camera this night, but they have a website at http://www.6links.com.au/ which has better pictures.
From what I have heard is that the drinks are set at a good price and it doesn’t get too crowded, a good combination.
I have been hearing about this movie for quite some time, obviously the advertising has been top notch. I like Denzel as an actor, he can really bring some anger to a role when needed, but I think that this means that he only gets roles of this nature and his anger can get a bit repetivite sometimes but regardless he can really make a movie.
After hearing this film review from triple J, I thought that this would be great to check out.
In short I thought that it was great, because there was nothing over powering about the movie but there was enough of an actual story to make it real and gritty and if I might say so meaty!
Well worth seeing.
I got to see this on the weekend and I must say that I loved it, there was a lady next to me who didn’t like it very much, so much that she turned to me at the end of the night and said “thank god that is over’ I head similar stuff from here through out the movie.
I could to an extent understand why the movie was graphic and somewhat violent but it wasn’t unnecessary it was all in context, we were able to see the desperation of a man who’s only goal was to keep living against everything that was thrown at him while still trying to keep his sanity in various ways.
I liked watching the character fight both the internal and external struggle, what aspects the film touches on such as survival, and to a lesser extent on what makes us human (aka bladerunner)
I’m glad that I was able to see this, as Will Smith is really coming along in a lot of his movies that he producing, I hope that he will come into his own and be of the same standards of Denzel Washington.
As part of the up coming new years resolution I wish to read more and be more widly read about the world in general. While doing some research I came across this challenge to read 52 books in 52 weeks
It’s a grand plan and one that probably won’t finish, but I plan to give it a go and see what happens, in the absolute hope that I will infact be better educated by the end of the year.
So every year we have to go through the same old boring routine of finding out what everyone is doing for their NYE celebrations, for the longest time that I can remember no one has ever wanted to go into the city. Probably for good reason, the amount of stories that everyone tells me about how crowded it is and difficult to get a train back home make the prospect rather unattractive, but I would still like to go just to experience it all even if it would be difficult. There must be another way like parking at a station closer towards the city but again we face the problem of getting the train back out.
I have also noticed an interesting trend, as we continually follow the same old addage of house party after house party, our numbers are dwindling, less and less of our friends are joining us to do what we do, they seem to be heading off to bigger and better events. I wonder if I can get myself along to one of these as well.
As with the the new year approaching also comes the through of new year resolutions, I will be writing out mine is a new post soonish.
By the way it is good to see the Sydney is going green with this years fireworks display.
With the nearly ubiquitous spread of Facebook, I have noticed a trend that I do not like, besides the complaints of privacy issues. There were people in my school days that I did not speak to for a reason, the reason being that either I didn’t like them, we didn’t have anything in common or we just didn’t talk.
What I have noticed now is that a whole lot of those people are popping up on Facebook and adding me as their friend, when clearly we are not. I am uncertain how I am supposed to proceed with this I don’t like to offend people and rejecting their friend request might seem like this, but the chances that we will have a conversation is highly unlikely but more over I don’t like them enough for them to view what I am up to on a daily or weekly basis.
So I do what I always do, I sit on it, keeping their friend request pending until I can decide what I feel about them and what I should do, you see I’m not one of those people who have 400+ friends, what I mean by that is I just don’t add people that I have met once or casually know through someone else, that isn’t a friend that’s an acquaintance, in face people like that annoy me, I don’t see why I should be included in such a friend list where all these other people are as well.
Being the noconfrontational person that I am, I suppose that I’ll just add them and throw them the every boring – Hey how’s it going, what are you up to these days. A few messages will pass and then it will all be over for now.
They are dropping like flies, one by one they are making that next step, moving on with their lives and leaving their friends in their wake of maturity and the next stage of their lives.
Even the girlfriend is giving me the look of “Well when is it going to be?”
“I don’t know, I don’t feel that I’m ready” I say
She stares back “Excuse me, not ready we have been together for 5 years, what do you mean not ready”
Me “oops”
What do I do, when every family member, co-worker and friend are asking when we are going to get married. Now all that I have in my arsnel of answers is – well not yet but soon.
It’s not that I’m scared, well I am, I know that she will say yes, that’s not the problem it is that I feel that I haven’t finished everything that I wanted to do before I settle down. Not only that but my frame of mind isn’t into it, I see it as the end of all that I hold scared and dear to my heart – freedom. The freedom of coming home after a big night of drinking and not having to answer to anyone about what you did, how you got home, how much you drank. Not having to account for any of the gadgets or things that you have bought, just because you wanted them and what to have a bit of fun. Not have to give up playing games because now you have to spend time with someone.
It isn’t that I don’t love her, I do, I most certainly do. As with most things about myself I seem to have to wait this out, it simply might be a case of maturity that I have to reach and finally realise what I want to do.
In the mean time I think that I will join this Facebook group: My Friends Are Getting Married. I’m Just Getting Drunk.