Monday, 8 July 2013

Wise Words

Food for thought

Today whilst on my Tumblr I stumbled upon this quote and found it oh so clever- that I decided I would talk about it in today's post.

Now I'm not going to lie to you all and say that my reputation means little to me and I'm always more concerned with my character and blah blah blah, because like I said that would be a lie.

Coming across this photo has really made me think about what I should focus on more in my life, and it's definitely my character. I believe the character of a person says a hell of a  lot about them!

You build your character from things you learn throughout your life, from your family, friends, television, internet, and thousands of other sources.

Now I like to think my parents did a brilliant job of raising me, so why would I be focused on having a good reputation when I already have a good character. If you have a good character shouldn't you then have a good reputation?

Just a thought to chew on while you ponder about your day :)

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Saturday, 6 July 2013

130 days until Graduation... Well shit.

Peter knew what was up.
Yes my friends, that is correct. 130 days until graduation. That is four months and seven days away. Now that may seem like a long time to some -but to me that is just around the bloody corner.

In the months to come us seventeen and sixteen year olds are supposed to choose the career that we should have for the next fifty or sixty odd years. Now correct me if I'm wrong, but if we aren't even legally allowed to drink how the hell are we supposed to decide our futures now?! I struggle to choose between toast or cereal in the morning let alone whether I want to be a teacher or a nurse!

And while we're taking a moment to be real about our lives lets just talk about the fact that high school has taken zero to nil steps in preparing me for the real world. They're basically sending toddlers out to walk on their own... A sick joke really.

Oh  yes, your school will tell you that 'It's okay you've got plenty of options to choose from when deciding your future'. Hell yeah we do! This is where the saying 'Too much of a good thing' really comes in handy. I mean lets have a look at all our options:

  • University 
  • TAFE 
  • Apprenticeship
  • Traineeship 
  •  Work 
And the list goes on and on. Yes it doesn't look like much but when those options are looked at deeper it can be one hell of a time to try and get your head around it all.

Just go back to the good old days when it was cute when we would constantly change our minds about what it was that we wanted to be when we grew up. I know mine changed all the time- it went from being a Landscaper (Like my parents) to a archaeologist (so I could take my Grandma on trips to Egypt with me) to a veterinarian (because I loved animals) but like everything else in the world I grew up (sorta) and worked out I was too big of a dumb ass for any of those jobs. Lets not get me started on the fact that one test, that every grade 12 student in all of Queensland takes can produce a number that decides if old mate Timmy is going to be a doctor or not. You can bugger right off with that thought.

Come on Queensland Education, why should I have to get an OP of one just to dig some old bones out of the dirt hey?!

Not only do schools expect us to make hard choices about our futures, they assess us on things that we can't use in the real world. Will knowing how to times X and Y really help me pay my rent, Math A? I think not. While yes some classes do give us skills that we will need in life- reading and writing being a good example, but why in grade 12 is it not mandatory to teach an English class how to write a bloody resume? I can tell you now, if my mum wasn't such a switched on women and helped me to write my own resume, I would still be leeching money off of her and dad now... well some leeching still continues to this day...

But that brings me to my next point (Ah, a clinching sentence... English teachers love those) SPOILER ALERT! When you finally finish school you are expected to move out of home... yep that's right kids. I'll just give you a moment to let that sink in... Right now your parents are just thinking about the day when they ship you off to a university or to your own house. Sure they say that they'll miss you and what not... but lets be real they aren't Areosmith, they ain't gonna miss a thing.

Yes, we were tricked into a false sense of security believing that growing up was 'cool' and we just couldn't wait to do it! What the hell were we thinking?! I'll tell you right now if I could go back to my six year old self and tell her one thing, it would be to forget about thinking it will be great to be able to drive a car. Driving a car means two things; registrations and fuel, and those two things mean one thing- a hell of a lot of money! Sure I might just crush my six year old self's soul but hey, saves it from being crushed as a seventeen year old idiot. A lot less drama at six years old.
Mary Darling is one hard Bitch 

Mrs. Darling makes a wonderful point, no matter how much we moan and groan about it growing up is life, and we do just have to get used to it. But I can't be the only one who wishes I was more prepared for the hell hole that is full-time work and paying bills, right?

For now I'm just going to continue to live in blissful ignorance to the fact that in a few months I have to start making some very difficult choices.

In the wise words of J.M Barrie- “If growing up means it would be beneath my dignity to climb a tree, I'll never grow up, never grow up, never grow up! Not me!” 

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A day at the Markets

As my first ever post I was quite excited that I had actually done something eventful for the day, rather than just my usual  routine of roll out of bed, have a shower, eat breakfast, get back into bed and Youtube.

Today we went on a little car trip to the beautiful town of Redcliffe, where we visited the 'Handmade Redcliffe Markets'. Now I'm not going to lie, usually the idea of going to the markets doesn't scream excitement to me, but as today was a lovely day and a break from our on again off again drowsy weather I thought I'd make the best of it.

Once we arrived we were greeted by forty odd stalls of candles, baby clothes, cup cakes, pillow cases, and anything your hand crafted hearts could desire.

 I am sorry about the limited and poor quality photos have to show of the markets. My silly phone makes a 'snapping' noise whenever a photo is being taken, I didn't want people to think I was stealing their ideas! Haha So rather I took what I could on the sly, whilst my sisters covered the sound of the noise through some less then subtle coughing. Which meant I was left with more than a few dodgy looking pictures.

We didn't buy much, but my younger sister and I opted for a pair of cute earrings each from HERE . They are super cute and she has so many different designs and cute things to buy. I know where my next few pay slips will be heading, I'm absolutely in love! Let me say cute one more time just to really sink it in... cute.

After our visit to the markets we all headed for a place to eat. Stumbling upon a little cafe (That will remain nameless due to some less then less than average service) along the water front. After ordering and eating we decided it was time to head back home and relax.

Our little view 

I am hoping to do a post each day just to talk about the little things that I notice throughout my journey to adulthood. 
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