About this time twelve months ago, I wrote a blog that pretty much summed up my year. 2013 was not a good year for me. I am happy to say that 2014 was infinitely better.
This year I had three jobs, two of which I left of my own accord and one that I am currently employed at. This brought me to the realisation that I hate working for other people, and has prompted me to work with greater determination and motivation, on what I intend to be a best selling novel. At the moment I work because I have to but in the next twelve months, I intend to work on what I want to do.
This year was very creative for me actually. In addition to my writing, a few months ago I took up singing lessons, in preparation for my sister’s wedding next year. I performed properly in front of people for the first time ever, and loved it so much that I can’t wait to do it again. I subsequently went out and put a guitar on layby and next year, fully intend to immerse myself in learning. And about six or eight months ago, I purchased a sewing machine, and have spent the better part of the year making things. I want to expand on my current skills and hope eventually to sell my shizz at markets and such. I’m all about the learning and creating.
This year I finally got my license and bought my first car. Those two events have given me independence and the freedom to do what I want. Like drive two hours to drink chai and share a secret truth with a dear and trusted friend. I mean, I have road rage like you wouldn’t believe and actually don’t particularly like driving, but at least now I can go places with ease (and considerably less sweat).
It was an awesome year in music too. I said farewell to one of my favourite bands a couple of months back, when I saw them for the third (fourth?) and final time. Thanks in large part to my best friend, I got introduced to a bunch of great new music, which gave me about five billion new cds to buy. I saw some wonderful live gigs (and dealt with more drunken Pervy McPervesons than I would have liked) and rocked out until my ears were ringing. Good times were had!
This year has been about creating and learning. It has been about working and earning, spending and saving. It has been about falling, and dragging myself back up out of sheer stubbornness. I didn’t cry during The Fault in Our Stars, but I unexpectedly teared up over a speech Tim Minchin made. I have had deep conversations about…deep things, and stupid conversations about nipples, or whether other lollies use candy canes as walking sticks. I have been given a lapdance by an intoxicated friend, and inadvertently flashed my butt to strangers on a windy day. I have been slapped in the face by people you may know and insulted by strangers on the internet. It has been one crazy, whirlwind of a year, full of all kinds of crushing disappointments and fulfilled fantasies, learning curves and snap decisions. I’m ready for tomorrow. See you all next year.