nothing special

It's been a great year so far. Work is hectic and uni could be better but everything else is great. I've smashed it at the gym these days with the extra calories chucked in accidentally on purpose; I've been actually eating my required calories instead of wasting away between workouts. As a result, I've been able to gain some weight on the iron and lose some weight around the bodies.

My lowest for the year showed 94.5kg on the scales with the relating workout hitting a pb shoulder press of 35 for 4 reps. Cardio will probably be my main priority this month and my diet will probably be more closely monitored; no more sugars in my coffee, or chocolate pods (goosh I've been slack!)

I've always talked about and pre-planned all these getaway holidays with the gang many times over and for once, I've proceeded to booking, paying and now, am officially waiting for the time where I really can get away. We booked to stay in Melbourne for a week, during one of the three weeks break that we get from the shop. I seriously cannot wait till we go especially considering how long we've gone without having a holiday (I can't remember the last time the shop actually closed; wait, we closed one day for the Brisbane Floods,....I guess we really had no choice right?)

I initially found it a little awkward using the word holiday as it didn't seem that I deserved it but these days, I've learned to give myself a break. From 4 o'clock sign offs at the muddy and 8 o'clock lectures preceding that and 6 day shifts with an afternoon on a Sunday to relax, I think that it may just be my turn to de-stress for a few days; I mean, I'll become more productive after wards right? I seriously cannot wait!

Talking about Sunday relaxes, I spent the few twilight hours on the Sunday with Miss special and two other specials who were in the area for what turned out to be a great night of catch up, shit talking and appreciation of great company. We even got to check out the local new Mexican and desert on offer; both pretty sub par but that didn't really matter.

Nothing at the moment really matters too much.
Life. Is. Good.

No it isn't, it's great.

So I talk in my sleep as confirmed by my second half. These are the few things I apparently say when I'm half conscious in my world of daze.

Something on the lines of....
- Don't worry, I'll make the mufftins
- Angieeeee
- I finally met you
- Just listen to the teacher
- Would you rather have long and chilled or fast and rapid...

I'm also a chronic snorer, I honestly don't know how she can sleep next to me.

A little bird was flying south for the winter. It got so cold it froze up and fell to the ground in a large field. While it was lying there, a cow came by and shat on it. As it lay there in the pile of cow shit, it began to realize how warm it was. The shit was actually thawing him out! He lay there all warm and happy, and soon began to sing for joy.

A passing cat heard the little bird singing, and came to investigate. Following the sound, the cat discovered the bird under the pile of cow shit, and promptly dug him out-and then ate him.

The morals of the story are:

1. Not everyone who drops shit on you is your enemy.

2. Not everyone who gets you out of shit is your friend.

3. When you're in deep shit, keep your mouth shut and dig your way out!

Never let success get to your head and never let failure get to your heart.

Pride attracts the girl. Courage approaches the girl. Wisdom gets the girl. Strength puts up with the girl, but loyalty keeps the girl♥

If shes amazing, she wont be easy. If shes easy, she wont be amazing. If shes worth it, you wont give up. If you give up, you're not worthy...

Stolen....

I've found motivation to work at my goals and have found another set of goals to work towards.

They always say, two heads are better than one right? Why not two hearts?

The extracurricular ones.

1. Straddie
2. Melbourne
3. Goma (completed x2)
4. Paris
5. Coolangatta
6. The lighthouse (done)
7. Glow warm caves (done)
8. Walking the afternoon winter beach
9. Random cafe Breakky feeds
10. Trang (best pho in Brisbane)
11. Sydney

last time I felt like this was....I have never felt like this before.

didn't realize what I had until I found it.... (no typo)

no longer care what other people think of me because as long as I'm happy, that's all that really matters.

In recent weeks life seemed swell with almost every aspect of life either being great or returning to great. This week, I'm so content with life I wonder what transitions have occurred to make me feel this way.

I often talk about hearing the music, my calling, the music which sings to the heart and makes my mind happy. These days, the music of love is heard and felt every single day, not just for that special someone but for everyone, everything, all things.

Could it be the change in weather or the massive influx of love songs shared by the little sister? Certain songs always remind me of specific memories and seasons. When I think about it now, my last year music-wise was pretty much Jason Mraz and all things acoustic; very much like the year previous. When Jason Mraz plays on the radio, I instantly think of my fishing days with the gang and those hot sultry nights in the kitchen with Martin.

I felt so free those years and so young. As I reflect on old posts I've made, I'm also reminded of how consumed I was with work and how fussed I was over the little shits that comes with life; life seemed to be all about surviving, day by day.

Today, I've noticed that I'm different to how I used to be. Different on the outside but not on the inside if that makes any sense. I feel that I'm more myself these days, that specific traits have been brought to the surface, specific attributes which were important to me back then but drifted in the past years.

No longer am I as judgmental as I used to be. My love for people grows so much more now that I am no longer blinded by negativity. I was always reminded in primary school how 'one should not judge others if one does not want to be judged themselves', one valuable lesson which as an adult, I've somehow chose to forget.

I no longer live in the past but embrace that it happened and treat them as shelved memories. I wasted too much energy holding onto the past that I forgot to live in the moment and plan for the future. Recent weeks have taught me that holding onto the past can make you regret your future. It's also taught me that without moving forward and adapting to change, you'll get left behind.

The music I hear today is so loud that I have to share it with everyone that is near. Even my little sister seems to have heard it, this is a good change. A new and improved Ly.

''When I go out people come up to me
They keep on telling me how I should be
I listen, wishing they could leave me alone
- leave me alone
Tonight, I leave my world behind
I'm letting go tonight
Tonight, tonight, tonight
Tonight, I leave it all behind
I'm letting go tonight''

Tonight, tonight, tonight

Tonight - Danny ft. The Providers