Monday, July 30, 2007

Time Is Running Out

It has been weeks since I last wrote anything in this blog. During the span of time that I was not able to write anything down a lot of things have happened.

I have grown a year older, for one. I've been walking God's green earth for 27 years, and as I begin my 28th year I realize a lot of things.

Time is running out. That line so f*cking applies to me right now. So many things to do, so little time to do it. And it's not just because I've got really crappy time management skills, oh no. I've gotten better at managing my time recently. Balancing work and shit and home and shit and lather, rinse, repeat.

But time IS running out. On a lot of things. I'm not getting any younger. Have a lot of things I want to do before it would be too late. I've been exercising in the gym religiously nowadays, wanting to extend (hopefully) the number of years I have left. Then I am also saving up for the day when I settle down (hopefully with Maica). Sadly my impatience is getting the best of me. I want results from working out, and I want them now. I want money so I can move out on my own and get married and I want it now.

Sadly life doesn't work that way. You've got to work at what you want, and work I will.

But time is running out, and that's all you need to know.

Out.

Sunday, July 01, 2007

Ageing

In a few days (eleven specifically) I'll be turning 27.

This will be my first birthday without my maternal grandmother (God rest her soul) and it will be the first I will be spending without my girlfriend, who is in America.

Sucks. But then, that's life. You have to accept some things and just make sure that you have the means to prevent whatever you don't want to happen from happening. Sounds gibberish, I know.

What am I trying to say? I don't know. I just feel my birthday is coming up and I have so many things I am suddenly thinking about. From work, life, relationships, and religion. Things I normally don't think about, things which I used to take for granted.

It's time for a change. Time to grow up. I've been saying this time and again and yet I still don't change that much. Well now it is time to move and move.

I'll be doing some things these coming weeks which I've never done before. Maybe that's why I'm so damn anxious. Plus I have to renew my license, not a big deal but when I think of that other thing I will be doing these next few weeks then I start to worry. Time management. Ah shit.

Out.