The amount of times I've heard growing up, people say only time will tell who your true friends are - and I'm starting to realise how very true that saying is.
It's natural for people when they grow up they tend to spread out, start a family or choose a quieter pace of life, but you always think that there'll be certain amigos that will make the extra effort to stay in contact and have regular catch ups with. Even though I do still make an effort with all my friends, I'm getting to the stage now where I can't help but feel that with certain people I am doing this all in vain.
Only this weekend I was having a heart to heart down the local talking about someone who I thought would always be there to share life with, someone I grew up with, who has now made it very clear I don't fit in their life anymore owing to the fact that I have to be kept separate from all her 'couple' friends as I may not be able to 'cope' with it. Whilst I was sitting there in the pub, I realised I was crying into the shoulder of someone who has actually turned out to be one of my best friends and I never would have thought it in a million years. Someone who I had known when in college and then drifted apart from - only to drift back in contact with again a couple of years ago and he's proved that he is growing into a rather solid rock.
Life has it's ups and downs and I believe in taking every day as it comes, but every now and again it's always nice to see a shining star that brings a twinkle to your eye and brightens your day into a genuine smile that reaches the eyes.
Monday 31 January 2011
Saturday 29 January 2011
No pain, no gain....
So, its a new year and a new day with a new dawn. I'm afraid to say I was one of those people who made various new years resolutions - including shaping up and getting fit, which I'm actually determined to stick to it.
I'm not going to be unrealistic, but I could comfortably do with losing about half a stone and want to tone up - and feel I am slowly making progress.
I've cut my drinking nights out down to 1 or 2 nights a week as opposed to 4 or 5 like I was doing the latter part of last year. Whilst my social life has taken a dire battering, my bank balance was still in the black at end of January and I'm sure my liver is secretly applauding me too due to the fact it is no longer drowning or intoxicated by fumes!
Whilst I still have a long way to go to get a body to rival Claudia Schiffer, I feel I am heading in the right direction. Only this morning I realised I could reach my ankle whilst stretching doing the box split, whereas I could barely touch my calf three weeks ago.
I'm working through the 5:30am get-ups with the knowledge that come the summer I will hopefully be nicely toned and un-ashamed to dig out my hot pants. I just need to remember no pain is no gain the next time I'm hobbling up the stairs at work.....
I'm not going to be unrealistic, but I could comfortably do with losing about half a stone and want to tone up - and feel I am slowly making progress.
I've cut my drinking nights out down to 1 or 2 nights a week as opposed to 4 or 5 like I was doing the latter part of last year. Whilst my social life has taken a dire battering, my bank balance was still in the black at end of January and I'm sure my liver is secretly applauding me too due to the fact it is no longer drowning or intoxicated by fumes!
Whilst I still have a long way to go to get a body to rival Claudia Schiffer, I feel I am heading in the right direction. Only this morning I realised I could reach my ankle whilst stretching doing the box split, whereas I could barely touch my calf three weeks ago.
I'm working through the 5:30am get-ups with the knowledge that come the summer I will hopefully be nicely toned and un-ashamed to dig out my hot pants. I just need to remember no pain is no gain the next time I'm hobbling up the stairs at work.....
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Sunday 23 January 2011
Easy Like Sunday Morning...
Think Sunday morning and what conjures up in your mind? Lazing in bed, nice steamy cup of tea, radio playing softly in the background and possibly a light fuzzy head from a few glasses of vino.
Whilst the first three are partially correct, I had a completely tee-total evening in preparation for this morning - to test drive my new wheels - on my own for the VERY FIRST TIME!
I know it's really sad, but seeing as I have only just acquired the right to own my very own car having just recently passed my test, I was too excited at the prospect of taking it out. Whilst I was very nervous in case something went wrong or I messed up, I was also very excited at the prospect of having my very own freedom in my own control. As much as I'm sure my friends have never minded ferrying me around, it is not quite the same as knowing you have your own mode of transport - and it is even better now I know I can return all those years of favours.
Did it live up to my expectations you ask? Hell yes, it did! I loved it, flying along the Ockendon country lanes (where unfortunately I failed my first test) being able to rejoice in the fact that I had indeed conquered the art of driving at the national speed limit along narrow country lanes riddled with bends. After this nice feeling of elation, I took a slow poodled drive through Hornchurch town centre back to my home town.
But, I think the best feeling of all was being able to reverse park outside my own home knowing I had done it all on my own with no help. Bliss!
Whilst the first three are partially correct, I had a completely tee-total evening in preparation for this morning - to test drive my new wheels - on my own for the VERY FIRST TIME!
I know it's really sad, but seeing as I have only just acquired the right to own my very own car having just recently passed my test, I was too excited at the prospect of taking it out. Whilst I was very nervous in case something went wrong or I messed up, I was also very excited at the prospect of having my very own freedom in my own control. As much as I'm sure my friends have never minded ferrying me around, it is not quite the same as knowing you have your own mode of transport - and it is even better now I know I can return all those years of favours.
Did it live up to my expectations you ask? Hell yes, it did! I loved it, flying along the Ockendon country lanes (where unfortunately I failed my first test) being able to rejoice in the fact that I had indeed conquered the art of driving at the national speed limit along narrow country lanes riddled with bends. After this nice feeling of elation, I took a slow poodled drive through Hornchurch town centre back to my home town.
But, I think the best feeling of all was being able to reverse park outside my own home knowing I had done it all on my own with no help. Bliss!
Friday 14 January 2011
Virtual Reality
Is a new era upon us - have I seen the light? Or am I joining geek status and delving in too deeply into the 2D world of my laptop? Not only have I succumbed to Facebook, Twitter and Blogger - but my new online adventure has got me branching out to Tumblr too.
I do but wonder why it is that one person could feel the need to have so many different websites to post blogs / photos / items / articles about themselves and things that interest them. I can't help but feel that even on a conscious level I know that this should be wrong, yet it is strangely compelling and extremely addictive.
I can't help but think what the future has in store for the modern man and images from a film I saw last year (the name escapes me....) where no one actually leaves their house keep popping up in my mind. They function through their computer and are so out of touch with reality that they actually don't know how to interact with other people and can't quite remember what fresh air is.....
Am I heading that way too or is it really just a bit of harmless fun? I must say I go for the latter and like using these tools to communicate with people of a great distance and to enjoy things that I have found amusing along the way, hoping it will bring some joy amongst others in my life too.
But I also know that there is a dark side to these websites and people get solely addicted to the sites, where they can barely function an hour without feeling the need to blog something and check their status. Just tonight I was uploading something on FB and up popped a chat box from a mate of mine. I say mate, but whenever I try to arrange a catch up I always get the same old, 'yeah I'll get back to you....' but tonight on FB he said to me that he loves the chat function as that is the only way he can keep in contact with people. Erm, hello? Not heard of a phone? Text? Pub? If you got off your computer and ventured out then you would indeed be able to 'catch up' with people.
I guess this is the effect of an ever moving world where people try to keep up with the times and as much as I love blogging etc.... I'll always prefer a face to face catch up, which is definitely not rivaled in the 2D world...
I do but wonder why it is that one person could feel the need to have so many different websites to post blogs / photos / items / articles about themselves and things that interest them. I can't help but feel that even on a conscious level I know that this should be wrong, yet it is strangely compelling and extremely addictive.
I can't help but think what the future has in store for the modern man and images from a film I saw last year (the name escapes me....) where no one actually leaves their house keep popping up in my mind. They function through their computer and are so out of touch with reality that they actually don't know how to interact with other people and can't quite remember what fresh air is.....
Am I heading that way too or is it really just a bit of harmless fun? I must say I go for the latter and like using these tools to communicate with people of a great distance and to enjoy things that I have found amusing along the way, hoping it will bring some joy amongst others in my life too.
But I also know that there is a dark side to these websites and people get solely addicted to the sites, where they can barely function an hour without feeling the need to blog something and check their status. Just tonight I was uploading something on FB and up popped a chat box from a mate of mine. I say mate, but whenever I try to arrange a catch up I always get the same old, 'yeah I'll get back to you....' but tonight on FB he said to me that he loves the chat function as that is the only way he can keep in contact with people. Erm, hello? Not heard of a phone? Text? Pub? If you got off your computer and ventured out then you would indeed be able to 'catch up' with people.
I guess this is the effect of an ever moving world where people try to keep up with the times and as much as I love blogging etc.... I'll always prefer a face to face catch up, which is definitely not rivaled in the 2D world...
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