Okay, had to get on here as soon as I could because the dream I had just before waking up was absolutely unbelievable. And I thought, if I don't write it down now, it'll probably become pretty hazy. Any dream experts out there? Help me out please!
It starts off my sister and I, in a hotel room in a strange country. I think, from the faces it's an Asian country and I would probably be comfortable saying it's somewhere like Hong Kong - the hotel is huge, beautiful and expensive. My sister and I are chilling out one night, and as I head towards the bathroom, I look out the window to see a A380 plane plummet out of the sky, and nose dive into the river a few blocks away. I am absolutely horrified. All I can think is, is that I've witnessed this crash. But the plane sort of hits the water and starts to incline again. For a second, I think that it's been a near miss when it's fuselage breaks off and crashes back down, this time in the streets of the city we're in. I am absolutely transfixed until I see the huge fireball go up, clouds of smoke and I realise the tail of the plain is heading straight for our hotel. I instantly think I'm going to die, because it's heading straight at me. So, I turn to run down the hall to my sister, who I think is playing the PlayStation, and I've assumed she's not seen any of this and doesn't know what's going on (this is all happening in a couple of seconds). Then as the tail comes through the building, I realise that it's not going to hit us, but instead comes through the windows, takes out our hallway and into the landing of the floor we're on. When it all settles I grab my phone and my sister and we leave the apartment, and head downstairs thinking the floor we're on would be unstable. Now, crowds and crowds of people are starting to appear and at some point we realise that the floor has not collapsed, and it would be better for us to stay inside the hotel. We head back up and convince hotel staff to let us into our room (they have blocked off level 4, to recover the tail of the plain) - I remember our room was N4, at the end of the landing. We go in, and there are people starting to crawl in from cranes trying to recover the wreck. My sister and I were astounded, and kept saying how it must not have been luck, it just wasn't out time yet. I notice I have 5 missed calls from the owner of the company I work for now, and assume she's seen what's happened and is checking on me. I remember wondering what time it was in Australia, and that's how I know I am in a foreign company. I ask the workmen if I can take some photos, because I am sure no one would believe how close we came, but the camera is being difficult, and all my photos are blurry or the camera won't take the picture. Within a couple of ours, the wreckage has been removed, and even the plane outside is now taken away. I make the comment that they're like little worker ants, things just get done and by the end of the dream, they even have a memorial in place for the crash and life seems to go on undisturbed.
I am with my family, and we're visiting a place called Green Valley, a place I used to go to as a kid, located in Tingha, in northern NSW. Of course, it looks nothing like what it really does. It becomes a room, with a small shop and a bowls green. The plan is to eat and play bowls. I see an old friend of mine, and her family and we rush to catch up and chat. This friend recently had a baby boy, but there has been no updates on Facebook (in real life) so in my dream, I'm thinking, where is the baby? He'd be a few weeks old now and we're yet to hear about him. So after a couple of laughs and stories, I muster up the courage to ask, "Sooo, how's the baby?" She tears up, and looks at my mum (who works in the health system) and asks her if she knows. My mum nods, but doesn't want to get involved, so she politely excuses herself. I'm waiting for something, and I ask, "Is he gone?" They answered that he was in this place, a name I don't remember now but it made sense in the dream. And so she begins to tell me the story about how she was sitting in court, with her netball uniform on which was a ploy to remind the jury about all the young girls and that she was still quite young, and she kept getting angrier and angrier, about the young girls, all these young girls. And so it brought on labour, and she gave birth to him. She starts to cry and I assume that's all I'm going to hear. The family stays quite for a bit, they compose themselves and carry on the evening if nothing had happened. And I'm left wondering what was going on.
So I'm not sure why I'm dreaming those. The first was ultra realistic. It felt very real. The second was more surreal, because I was in a place I've been to many times and it looked nothing like it. Everything seemed a little bit strange.
Anyways, a strange first post. I have an appointment this morning so I'd better start getting ready. Have a good day!
Listening to on Audio Book...
Crush It! Gary Vaynerchuk
The God Delusion Richard Dawkins
Into right now...
Enrolling into the web training programs at www.cd.com.au
Looking forward to...
Changes in the next few months.
Going from 6 degrees to 1 degree.
I turned 24 the other day... and can I just say I'm a little bit scared.
Hardly old, but it is a bit daunting reaching this age and realising you still don't know what to do with your life. I thought I would re-do the blog into something that better reflects me and my randomness. Sort of like my Facebook page, because... *drum roll please* it's about 24 hours until I delete the thing.
So, as you can see - there are different categories. This one is my personal blog. Design and Photography will be just that, and the Interesting Snippets will be the collection of things I find.
I think I have two drafts sitting here that have been half written but not finished, which means it's been ages since I actually posted anything.
Where am I up to? It's past the middle of October, which is absolutely frightening because it means the end of the year is just around the corner. Where did 2010 go? I knew it would go fast but this year has flown by faster than all other years. I always make the joke (taken from a cartoon who's name escapes me right now) that you seem to wake up in January, and by the time you get into the shower it's March. You're drinking your coffee and it's June and by the time you're ready to start anything major it's November. And you think, next year. I'll start something worthwhile next year. And the process happens again.
Birthday is on Friday, and I am having conniptions that I'm turning 24. Logically, it's ridiculous. I'm still a baby. But I don't feel like it. And I think if I keep in the mindset that I still have years before I have to figure myself out, I'm going to wake up in 20 years and thing, my god - where did everything go?! It goes back to the years flying by faster than you think they should.
I am back to confusion stage right now. At the start of the path, looking at all the directions I can go in and I have no idea what to do. Had my review at work yesterday, which went well. But, for all that went well for some reason I'm not overly happy about it. I think it's because it comes down to good things are happing where I don't want them to happen. I really silly analogy would be me planting a seed, hoping for... pumpkin. And then a zucchini plant grows. Which is all good and well, I like zucchini. But I wanted pumpkin. Probably a little too much, but I wanted pumpkin. But should I be focusing on the fact that something grew, and I got something I like from it, or should I be going back and planting that goddamn pumpkin plant that I wanted? What if I don't really want pumpkin... maybe I'm getting confused. Maybe I'm really looking for something else, like squash. Or something completely different, like a tomato plant.
And somehow I moved to talking about growing vegetables. Nutcase!
Anyways, I'll update more... I have to focus on being domet
I'll be on here all night the way I am going.
Anyways, my friend M mentioned on her blog that her boss, as lovely as she is can be completely useless sometimes. Don't we all have one of those?
Anyways, while M is running around like a chook with her head cut off, the boss is on Facebook, fluffing about and doing things like trying to decide which cushions to buy (when in reality, they shouldn't be bought in the first place - they don't have the money to).
I had to laugh at this. My boss once spent 3 hours with another high profile manager to do exactly the same thing - pick out and buy two cushions that would sit on the sofa in the reception area. The reception area is fine. The only people who use that couch are those who are not interested in anything but speaking to someone on staff about an external matter. 95% of people wander the showrooms, chat to the receptionist or get their business over and done with. But it took two managers three hours to pick out two cushions?
The best thing was that all staff were on a pay freeze. Thanks guys. We appreciate it. We'll make sure we compliment you on your Country Road cushions next time we go through reception.
I had been in bed for all of 10 minutes when I came to the conclusion I wasn't tired enough to fall asleep. So I thought I'd write in here.
I was actually thinking about deleting my Facebook all together - just to try something different. Something has got to be said about the fact that you can keep completely up to date with someone's entire life and never speak a word to them about it. Isn't that just a little bit... creepy?
Well, not even creepy. How interesting would the conversation be if you were to ever catch up with them? You come right out and let them know you're already pretty up to date with what is going on or do you pretend to act surprised and interested when they tell you their three year old's name, birthday, favourite food, favourite toy and the cute way they pronounce everyone's names?
Anyways, I am going to get rid of it I think.
What I did want to write about was something that happened the other day at work. One of the women I work with in the design room, announced on Wednesday that she was 4 months pregnant. This usually doesn't tend to be a huge deal to anyone outside of the immediate circle of family and friends but this pregnancy is so much more and such a big deal.
This woman, had decided early last year that there was a chance that at 40 and single that she may miss out on something she knew was very important to her - starting a family. So, after a lot of soul searching, asking lots of questions and finding answers, she decided that she would venture down the road of IVF and have a baby - by herself.
Now, every now and then it comes up in the news that there are women in Australia who decide to become mothers without the presence of a partner. Rarely do you hear about someone who's made that decision - but I think the general arguments for 'for' and 'against' get raised when certain parts of society get their knickers in a knot over the fact that women are wanting more control over how their lives plan out, which includes putting of childbirth for careers or travel, before finding ways to push the boundaries of nature and have babies into their late 30s and 40s.
This topic had come up between myself, this woman (let's call her L, because calling her woman all the time is getting a bit old) and another woman, T - we all work quite closely together. Do you wait around for the husband to have the baby? What if the husband doesn't come along? What then? So be it or do we try something else?
My viewpoint was that, life today sometimes does not work out to be the fairy tale ending all the time. And reality is boyfriends, girlfriends, husbands and partners sometimes come, and they sometimes go. Things change. You cannot predict the future. You also cannot map out a perfect little life with husband, dog, 2.3 children and a white picket fence. Life is not that neat and tidy. On the assumption I was emotionally and financially secure to bring a child into the world, I would do it. With or without someone who I called my partner because that was something I think I would want more than anything else in the world - to have a family. Selfish? Probably. I think that's one of the main arguments against it. But how is it different from you and your husband wanting a family? You and your wife? Your girlfriend or boyfriend? Anyways, both myself and L agreed that it was a viable option. T was a little more optimistic about finding the other half, but could see the reasoning behind going through with it.
Well, L... kept secret her little secret that she was doing just that. Not wishing, wondering. She decided to do it. She knew she'd be on her deathbed regretting the fact she didn't even try.
What I am so floored with about this is the courage and the fact that she stands out from the millions of people who never end up doing what they want to do... what they dream to do. No more, 'I wish...' but 'I'm going to try.' How many people do you really know who went for what they believe in? I mean, REALLY believe in? I think it's quite rare. People make excuses all the time for not doing it and it's now normal. L could have made up a million reasons why she shouldn't have done it... money, faith, time, age... L is also of the Catholic faith, and so is her family. So that would most likely be something else she has to contend with is traditions, but I think she's strong enough to know what's best for her and leave the traditions to others.
Anyways, very proud of her. Very happy she's reminded me that there is more to life than work. And to also remember to think about what's really important to me, rather than everyone else.
I am waiting for my taxi to take me to the airport, which at the moment is no surprise. I never thought I'd say this but I am so over flying. And I love flying.
I think I am just over living out of a suitcase, and everything being crazy and disjointed. Does that make sense?
Anyways, I am off to Inverell for the long weekend - hopefully to relax and catch up with some people I haven't seen in a while. Namely my friend Adelaide, who has had a husband turn ex-husband turn gaol inmate since I saw her last. So there is a lot to catch up on there.
Would also like to spend some time thinking about my next move in regards to work and study. I think wandering around in a quiet country town might help me out there.
Had a funny little moment the other day when someone I knew discovered that I had, what you call - 'de-friended' them on Facebook. Mind you, this has been the case for almost 6 months but you know how it happens. Anyways, the surprising thing is - they were offended. This person just happens to be my boss, who I thought was not the most appropriate person to have as a friend. Honestly, the woman and I probably wouldn't even notice each other if it weren't for the fact we worked together. We are completely different, two completely different worlds.
So you learn something new every day.
I am absolutely shattered at the moment. I haven't been this tired since... well since before I left to go on holidays. Today was a bit stressful. How I did not miss this feeling while I was away.
Hurry up taxi... I just want to get on with it and go.
Finally posted some photos up on Flickr... I had started doing it here with a running commentary, but it all proved too hard - it only lets you upload a few at a time, and I had 478 to do. No thanks. Flickr became my best friend.
Anyways, I am going to go and stand outside impatiently, and get away from my desk.
Have a good long weekend!!