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By Special Occasion.

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Drawn to beacons and flames alike. 

 

Bet you didn’t think you’d see another post from me anytime soon, didja?

First of all, allow me to take this oppurtunity to wish everyone who is still onboard this derelict ship, who still follows this blog, my warmest wishes. I hope you have all been taking care of yourself and have been keeping busy in your daily lives. Since I’ve got so much love to give, I thought that it was high time that I cast some in your direction.

2017 has without a doubt been my most transformative year yet. From going back to my university to start another course to finally landing some work (Took long enough!), I’ve since been granted the peace of mind to finally go hunting high and low for the key to the next stage of my progression as a person.

That is, the quest to become a better man.

I let myself slip a little during the first couple of months of this new chapter. Weekend binges with a rowdy, ragtag band of mates filled with banter and booze consumed my interests along with hedonistic ploys centred around random roadtrips and summer flings with gorgeous goth girls (How unchaste!). As nice as beer and casual sex can be, they are certainly not the cure to a broken heart. This I found out the hard way … again. You’d think that we would learn from the mistakes we made in high school but alas, my mind is helpless to watch as my body heads in the opposite of the safest direction. (Plato’s chariot, anyone?)

No, my new quest for the remainder of this year and one coming will be centred around the formation of solid moral convictions. After countless nights spent in self reflection, ruminating in the thoughts, fears and beliefs, the reasoning behind actions and the like, it’s time to stop thinking and start acting upon my good intentions and follow my moral compass.

Practicing mindfulness and assessing myself as a person with bone crunching honesty has been quite possibly one of the most challenging endeavours I’ve had to confront. Acknowledging the fact that you’re not as effective or likeable of a person as you once thought is never an easy pill to swallow. Some of us choke on the pill and immediately try to spit it out due to the immense discomfort that comes with confronting one’s own self. However, this is a necessary step. You cannot improve without acknowledging your weaknesses. You cannot progress without focusing on your strengths. It is not possible to be a good person without being truly grateful, in general and for the oppurtunity to learn about yourself. To play with one’s delirium and confront a grizzly reality, the beast within, and severe ties with it in order to begin on the path towards a better, healthier lifestyle.

From what I can tell, people who do good are not necesaarily good. Good acts can however be a byproduct of good values. These values, from what I can tell, are far more beneficial in the long run than anything that a night of Netflix and chill can offer. Ten to thirty minutes of physical relief is all well and good but would you trade a fulfilling and life long conviction, the steadfastness and ability to be honest, generous or even grateful, for a night of cheap thrills? Of course you wouldn’t. You know the value of a good person in our society. You know the happiness and the inner peace that most of these people have present in their daily lives. You would be a fool to regard this as an arbitrary goal.

The path starts here. The road ahead is all that lies before us.

I don’t have the answers I’m looking for yet. But I am already much more content now that I have begun learning and searching. On this road to becoming better, for myself and for others.

Wishing those who celebrate Christmas a very merry one indeed and for those who do not, Happy Holidays to you. May you find a goal worth striving for in the coming year.

Safety and peace!

– Adam

 

 

 

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Back to School

As much as I hate writing that …

So yeah. The job market isn’t exactly flash. There’s nothing for me to nab in terms of part time work and full time professions require higher specced qualificaitons. So I’m on my way back to uni.

My first experience at a college wasn’t one that left a good impression. Unlike the partygoers in the States, we Aussies reckon that the mere act of spending more than an hour on campus is ‘fucken’ shithouse’ and that living on campus in a dorm is a special privilege reserved only for ‘fucken’ shitcunts’.

As you might be able to tell, Australian English isn’t the most pleasant form of Britannia’s mother tongue.

The fact that I was the only person to show up to the information session when 16 to 18 people have apparently enrolled alongside me pretty much tells you how keen Aussie youth are when it comes to education in general.

Oh well, at least I got to have a decent chat with the lecturer. Rad dude. Level headed.

Til next time.

 

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The Blog About Nothing

“So, what’s the deal with mobile phones?” 

I wouldn’t dare make the comparison between my blog and one of the greatest sitcoms to ever air on FOX 8 (We Aussies tend to get everything way after the States.) but I can’t help but feeling like the similiarities are there while typing up a post.

I rarely have anything substantially interesting or deep and meaningful to post about and when I do, it’s usually centred around a topic of either a trivial or materliastic nature. Blogging was never my forte and blogging consistantly even less so. I would honestly be surprised if anything still reads this gobbledigook.

When I run into some more adventures or date another girl from across the pond, I’ll be sure to blog about it. OK?

Giddy up!

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‘Jobless & 21’ or ‘I Did 4 Years of College in Two and a Half and All I Got Was This Lousy Beanie’

Before I start this little post, I thought I would list all of the things that I have obtained since I graduated from tertiary college back in July 2016, just so that this post doesn’t come of as entirely negative. So without further adue, the stuff which I got after I finished uni includes:

  • Two flashy certificates with wax seal stamps (A degree and a diploma)
  • A beanie from one of my colleges.
  • A four-colour pen. (The tutor had a spare)
  • An appreciation for volunteer work.
  • An apperciation for working in the social work/community development sector in general.
  • A mechanical keyboard for my shitty six year old Mac.
  • A new phone that now, is kinda useless to me for anything other than making/receiving calls.
  • A mean looking ‘Middle Eastern beard’
  • Another friend group.
  • A taste for pale ales and lagers.
  • A taste for alcohol in general.
  • Patriotism.
  • A car.
  • A black pair of super skinny jeans. (Yeowch!)
  • A fondness for the beach and the ocean.
  • Lady friends in Italy. (Thanks Instagram!)
  • Lady friends in Turkey. (Again, Thanks Insta!)
  • A license to sell/serve alcohol. (I could become a bartender maybe … ?)

I am sure there are way more but I honestly can’t think of them off the top of my head. Now then, why don’t we make it fair and list the things that I did NOT receive or obtain after my graduation?

  • A job.
  • Money.
  • A job.

Despite applying for work like mad, nothing seems to be going my way. A lot of people have told me that going back to Uni would be a waste of another two or three years and would put me at risk of being considered ‘overqualified’ for my field of choice. Of course, I would take any job at this point in time. Hence why I’ve found myself completing short course after short course to obtain some extra skills in the employability department. (License to Serve, First Aid, a course on how to make coffees/cappucinos at a bar/cafe/restaraunt, a certificate in training and assessment, etc)

People keep telling me that something must come along eventually. Let’s just hope that these people are right, and are also talking from experience.

Anyways, that’s my post for the month/year/decade. What have YOU been up to?

 

 

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Lover’s Arrival II: Electric Boogaloo or ‘How To Successfully Date a EuroBabe Without Trying’

Much to my own glee, I am finally able to update this dusty litle slice of internet nonsense. Here I come, back but not in black. Why? Because you’d have to be made to wear any dark colours during an Australian summer but I digress.

Yes, so after much contemplation, procrasination and lamentation, all to do with my future course of action, I am back with another spontaenous and haphazard blog post about a topic that I didn’t think I would be writing about for quite some time: Love.

Although I have only been single for a couple of months now (Or at least I think it’s a couple, or a few at the very least. I am not entirely sure, I haven’t exactly been keeping count.) and have been enjoying the good company, drink and ‘benefits’ of the single life,  my inner romantic has been crying out across the seas after some interaction with some lovely ladies from across the pond. You can’t believe how lucky I am to be able to collaborate with and chat to such lovely people but most of it makes me realise just what kind of fun I have been missing out on in my life.

And that is a quirky, artistic yet fiscally conversative EuroCutie with an awesome sense of fashion!

Unfortunately it’s only a dream at this point. Being stuck on a giant sunburnt island sort of makes travelling to said cuties a bit difficult for me. But hey, maybe the allure and the legends of the Great Southern Land will lead them here to me instead.

That way, it saves me buying a plane ticket!

 

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Like the Sunshine (Two Year Anniversery on WordPress)

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Well now, this is special!

I’m posting tonight because I received a super special notification from the happy chappies at WordPress.com. Two years ago, I started this blog as a method of journaliing my musings and other ramblings as a way to manage stress. At the time of this blog’s creation, I had been faced with a lot of dreadful uncertainties that would leave me with knots in my tummy for nights on end. I had only just started my long distance relationship with an absolutely lovely girl and was afraid that we would never meet or be able to make it happen. My studies at both university and a community college had reduced me to a state resembling that of a nervous wreck; hair tearing and all.

The year after, my relationship had become stable. My classes had become manageable. I had begun my student work placement and had learnt more than I ever did in high school. About life, about love and about the world beyond high school. For once, my life seemed right. I was at peace.

And now, in 2016, many things have changed. My graduation, the fated meeting in Lover’s Arrival, the beginnings of my search for employment, the collapse of my relationship …

All of it proof that we are forever learning by experience. That the wildest and most unexpected things can happen, even when plans have been made and are seemingly set in stone. Life is what happens when you are busy making plans. And that, Mr. Lennon, is something that we can both agree on. Being the tired man that I am, i am not sure what I am supposed to be writing anymore here. The paragraphs that come after this were actually written first. This post is a mess, chaotic, just like life. It wasn’t planned. I had a general idea and the structure of the post all in my mind and then as I began to write it down, different thoughts flooded into my mind and altered those plans. Or took a sledgehammer to them. Completely.

This might sound awfully corny but I gotta write it …

In the past two years, I have become rather fond of moths. Now, I never liked moths as a kid. I always thought they were grotesque and wouldn’t think twice about shooing them away with a dainty wave of the hand. They were ugly to most people. Undesirable. And I often considered myself to be of a similar calibre. But all it took was one mental comparison, one alternate trail of thought, and my love for them began to blossom. There are those in the world that see beauty where others simply cannot. Those that find something beautiful where nothing of the sort can be found and observed by the average person. And I had the pleasure of meeting a few of these cherishable souls. The absolute honor of calling one my teacher, another one my friend, my lover …

Of course, you. My readers.

These people and their stories, their wisdom, their kindness and their love formed my coccoon and now I too, have become a one of these souls.

I’d like to thank you all for reading my blog over the past two years and do hope that you stick around for another.

May all the love in the world be yours. And remember, everybody’s gotta learn sometime. 

You know which song this is going to link you to … 

(It’s 3 AM and I sure could use some sleep … )