I'm officially on holidays. Holidays from university that is, but not really considering we have to look for two placement sites to finish off the final chapter of this pharmacy course! We've also got to get started on the large amounts of assessment which we'll be drowning in if we don't get a started on them now.

But I'm enjoying this little free time I have at the moment. Coming off a whole month of work experience at two pharmacies, based around the Inala area, I'd have to admit, it's made me even more motivated in becoming a pharmacist; especially one who is involved with the Vietnamese community.

Being able to speak Vietnamese was definitely an important trait to have working in this area. I mean, how were the Vietnamese patients able haggle with you? Cheap bastards! These two blocks of placement have no doubt shown the real representation of Pharmacy life. I absolutely fell in love with the interaction pharmacy staff have with patients. The abilities we have to change a persons life through supplying medications and correct counselling, I feel is very satisfying. Regardless of the occasional grumpy old patient who I guess can be understandably upset (medical condition/ other reasons?), I feel fulfilled each and every time when I am able to help a patient, even if they didn't seem appreciative.

I met some of the most wonderful and inspiring people on my placement. Patients ranged from those who were done with life and it's negativities, to those who were content regardless of what life brought them. It was these patients which I reflect back on whenever I feel down. The pharmacy teams consisting of pharmacy assistances, dispense technicians, retail managers and not to mention, the pharmacists themselves, all had stories, present happenings, and future beginnings.

It was such a pleasure meeting every single one of these people, an experience that has changed me as a person. It's rare enough finding someone who can change your life, but a whole bunch of people, all of whom have changed the course of my life...I feel very blessed.

But maybe it wasn't the actual people who I met. Maybe it was something else within me, my mindset even, that changed the way I looked at the world. I remember a particular conversation with my missus which discussed an ultimatum. Realistically, I have never worked in a pharmacy and wouldn't know the first thing about working in one; apart from sorting scripts in ascending order and doing bin runs once in a while.

I promised myself that within this full month of placement, I would make myself employable through my hard work. I would learn as much as I could about pharmacy and work my ass off in the process.

TBC

Practically pretty dead both physically and mentally but honestly, haven't been in a better mood.

Money is not on my mind because for at least now, it seems that having alot of it or not much of it (I'm sure you can guess that I have the latter), doesn't really affect me. I'm so tired, I think if I closed them just that little bit longer, I'd probably wake up on Sunday. But I'm fine. I feel great, maybe it's the way I've looked at a particular position and how I've made myself feel which may explain such current content. 'They' do say that with a strong mind, even a weak person can win a war; don't know who said that though...I think I made it up.

Off to work, so glad I'm able to sleep soon. See you all after my slumber.

thus the posts below.

 Fully sick fight.

13:20 - 2 x D - D1: Black in colour with gold colouring on the paws and neck, approximately 10 years of age, skinny build and D2: Red nose, gold/ brown in colour, muscular build, approximately 10 months of age were removed from front yard to back door after an altercation occured when D1 was involved in a verbal altercation with D3 - Black and White colour, approximately 50 kilograms, fluffy in appearance.

D2 in an attempt to remove D1 from the situation, moved in front of D3 and the situation escalated. I physically removed D1 from the front yard in a double handed cuddle lift to back door (3). D1 continued to be verbally abusive however left on foot. I ran back to the front door to assess the situation and D2 and D3 had become very aggressive, nearing physical contact. I removed D2 in a double handed cuddle lift to the garage when D2 resisted and got loose from my hold. In an attempt to restrain D2, I grabbed D2 by the collar to moved him with reasonable force to the back door where himself and D1 both became very aggressive verbally at myself and D3 (4).

Owner of D3 came onto the scene and removed D3 via motor vehicle. D1 and D2 later lapped some water and played with a ball. No further incident occurred.


Levels of force used:
(1) No force used
(2) Little force used
(3) Medium force used
(4) Large force used

It's May already! It really is quite amazing how quickly this year has passed us by. And here I was, talking smack, swearing that I just said that Christmas was just around the corner; it's actually so much closer now!

I hear the breeze moving the solar lights around outside (I just looked outside and they are off at the moment), and that burning smell the trees let off when it's nearly winter. As always, Jason Mraz seems to always find his way through my speakers around this time and winter, as we speak, is nearing, a lot sooner as it seems; it's quite cold already!

The year has already had many ups and downs, and although I had already anticipated it as one I'd remember, not solely due to the good things that happened, bad luck definitely has not dissapointed yet. But the good things have happened and it's bringing me along slowly, taking me much like a boat upon a run out tide, just about to anyway.

I've loaded up on coffee and I've given up on trying to fight the addiction. I'm sorry but without it, it's pretty much all over red rover for me; a term I've picked up again after our lecturer used it to explain a patient suffering from a hemorrhagic stroke. I can't remember the last time I used the term red rover. The coffees made me giddy, I'll need a refill soon.

I have to say, our feasting has in no way ended. With Meet Fresh just opening, we definitely had to give it ago, especially after smashing it in Sydney pretty much every night! Buffet'd our hearts out down at food fantasy after my couple of minutes of fame when I got to "dance" with the jabbawockeez. That was an amazing experience!

When I say Dance, it was more movement/ waddle than anything else. Getting picked from the crowd to help with a part, all I can say is, that although it was absolutely embarrassing and terrifying, it's definitely something I will remember for the rest of my life; they gave me a jabbawockeez mask too! HOW COOL IS THAT!

We've been experimenting a fair bit with the camera these past couple of months. What's really intrigued us is levitation photography. Thuy can't jump and I can't take photos but we've come up with our little own interpretation of the art. Not the best but hopefully we're getting there, albeit slowly.

With a phone.

With an umbrella .

With a sock.

With a tap.

It feels like just yesterday that I was 23, well actually, it was 5 days ago but still, it's gone by quick. Already it's nearly May and Christmas is like, just around the corner. I organized a little bbq with the missus for a few of the guys and girls who were around and it was good to finally relax and not have to be anywhere.

We spent the day down at Burleigh heads eating snags, beef rissoles, catching little crustaceans and becoming bait for more than a few sand-flies. The Missus and Bondy got a few good shots of DaSoom who was their practice model for the day. I guess the entire trip wasn't as unproductive as it sounded. When the night was still young, we decided to call it before the mosquitoes became larger, and headed back home to share some stories at Korean bbq, washed down with some taro milk tea.

The missus took Tien, Cassie and myself out for a feed at Sofitel during the week which was a good change of pace. Brisbane city I have to admit, is actually pretty beautiful. The architecture of the old buildings which tower us on the way to central station tells such an exciting story. It's hard to believe how the road would of been before the neatly arranged pavements under our toes. It reminded me of walking the streets in Melbourne, but hot, it was hot for an Autumn Brisbane morning, actually, Brisbane's pretty hot regardless.

The following week was filled with eating. I felt spoiled as when Christine took me out for some steak. The guys all contemplated on the 1kg rump but as always, Ross pulled out and Bondy was scared of the calories. Not really, I just bitched out, eating 1kg of rump is terrible! Dinner was followed by 3 bowls of soy custard and a little catch up with Martin and Linnie whom we bumped into at the cafe.

For that week up to my birthday, we ate pretty much Brisbane. Hit up Bentos at Sunny Breeze twice (compliments to Ricky), Sakura out in Westend (terrible), Funny Funny, Bazaar at Q1 and Little Taipei for a buy 5 get one free meal (which was shared by myself, Ross and Ricky). We've hit up pies and sausage rolls the size of coke bottles, pan fried dumplings, and coffee, so much coffee I think I've become addicted. Again.

So much for a freaking diet. Thank you all for the love, if only every year were like this!

P.S. Please help me eat this pizza sized biscuit/ cake, compliments of Molomolomolo.

A big massive sigh of relief is let out after finding out the whole semester for my final year is not being assessed. I have to admit, I wanted to jump as high as I could after hearing that news but in not doing so, I've come to realise that the good news is short lived anyway. You see, after failing 3 out of my 4 exams for the mid semester, to come up even close to passing, I've got to do above average for my finals, a fair amount above it...

But you know what, my optimism is back and it's finally summoning my final bout of motivation, put away deep in my soul, something I haven't been able to find in the past couple of months. Maybe my endorphins are high after taking a bunch of painkillers for my wisdoms or it could be from the insane chest workout I just completed with Ricky, but endorphins talking or not, I'm serious.

Seriously sick of wondering whether or not I passed an exam. Seriously sick of stressing out before an exam because I didn't study enough. And seriously sick of not wanting it enough to be the best. There comes a time in life where just passing and just getting by doesn't cut it. I think that time is now.

Time to get started. Relief levels = decreasing. Stress Levels = 1.

F*ck off! Honestly, it's really been something that I haven't been able to control lately. My temper has been absolutely out of control and apart from the rare occasion that it actually isn't, well, that's just the calm before the storm my friends.

Honestly, I haven't been that bad, but to be really honest, I'm getting there. I mean, who would say that they are an angry bastard unless they really did realise it for themselves, then again, I say what's usually on my mind anyway right. But it's true, everything ticks me off these days. From the stresses of university life, and an epic final chapter at that, to wisdom teeth pain, being a poor bastard and with everything else filling in the gaps, it's hard not to feel a little ticked even when the simplest things go wrong.

The beast suddenly started stalling a lot more than usual and even with my money saving techniques (not wasting 100 bucks on fuel a week by refueling every 150 kilometers at 160+ cents a litre), it shorted me 100 kilometers of what I usually got on a tank. Investigating the problem led me to buy a fuel filter which was wrong the first time, didn't fit the second time and upon fitting it anyway, I lost my banjo bolt in the engine. After an hour or so of trying to get the bolt, I headed over to Supercheap to find that I had to get it directly from Honda. How the f*ck I was supposed to do that still beats me but I decided to eventually try my luck and take it off of the accord (still a work in process I might add) and it fit (thank f*ck!). Not long after though, when it rounded off the new fuel filter which left me back at square one, I chucked the old one back on and threw the other one as hard as could, somewhere.

The other day after a whole year or so of parking at the same spot to get to uni, I parked a whole 10 meters closer and got chopped with a 75 dollar fine. Mother f*cker, if I had to throw away 75 dollars, at least be it in 75 dollars worth of streamers or balloons or even anything, at least it could of been a pretty photo or something.

Today I tried to disconnect my Ipod from my car and the prongs on the cable prevented it from coming off. That pissed me off. 

My girlfriend made me promise to be a little more patient with the little things and ensured that it would eventually lead to the bigger things. I think my ranting has actually helped me put things into prospective. It's actually not 'THAT' bad I guess. I did find 10 bucks though which made me happy. 

We went into a restaurant today for their lunch special because we were feeling cheap. Lunch wasn't available after 8pm. Can't f*cking walk out 'now' can we.

Random mumblings and sleepy speak, you have been warned.
'Just breathe....' Hello. Thank God we've passed that now. For the past month or so, the only contact that I have had with this blog is pretty much the glimpse I have of it's shortcut on my browser. That pretty much applies with everything else I've tried to be involved in this year, exams came, are coming and pretty much, starts all over again, again.

I have to admit, my results are nothing worthy of bragging and there's a clear indication that if I don't start to pick up my game, I'm going to have to spend another year, doing it all over again. I'm worried. I don't think I'm worried enough.

It's been really good with the shop closing for a couple of weeks. Tien, Cassie and the family are doing a trip back to their homeland (we all came from China somehow right, don't be racist...) Not being at the shop for the Friday night is definitely something I miss, I just need to get rid of the 'vale shift and I'd probably be in heaven, not too much longer to go, only a few more months, just keep telling myself that....

My only priority for these next few weeks will be to knuckle down and study. No way around it. I don't understand why my work ethic for study is just not there. I can force myself to wake up for a Saturday shift at the sixer on less than 4 hours sleep, and I can even drag myself to the gym and give a workout even Arnie would be proud of but to study, I'd just rather sleep. But I'm changing by trying to concentrate on the reward. The end, seeing it, the light.

It gets hard when history doesn't look good but I guess someone who hasn't failed, hasn't really succeeded right? It's time to breathe again before it all comes to an end, a long road ahead before the end that's for sure!

Consider yourself lucky if you have the ability to choose your path.

Damn, definitely got to start soul searching!

Here we are, the start of week 5 and I'm studying for two out of my four mid semesters. Wish me luck. I'll need it.

So we are in full stride at the moment. Mid semesters are just around the corner (next week in fact, so more around the corner than I actually thought) and before you know it, semester 2 will be about to begin.

If anyone told you the final year at uni will be cruisy as shit and over before you know, they are half right. Shits' coming so fast, I'm scared it will be over before I even get started. Lecture attendances have dropped down to about 94 or so percent which is still actually pretty good considering last year was about a 5. I really do thank God that I attended these lectures because if I didn't, I'd probably would of dropped out due to the stress I've felt so far.

Monday 9-1, Tuesday 9-5, Wednesday 9-5 and Thursday 9-4. It really doesn't matter how long the days are, but as you can see, the four days I have at uni all have one thing in common. 9 o'freaking, clock starts! Living pretty much on the shittest side of the southside, if I had the patience to wait for on the bus which leaves Acacia Ridge at 7:40 and takes an hour to get to southbank, I'd be late to every morning class. So I drive, and I park about 3 kilometers away from uni just so I don't get fined 100 bucks for over parking my 2 hour stay.

To get to my car park area, I have to get up before 7, and pack pretty much my life into my bag, (work, gym and my extras if I'm staying with the missus that night), my lunch because I'm a big boy now, make my breaky, have a shower, brush my teeth, do my hair and leave before 8. Thank fuck I have 2 minute showers. If the traffic is bad, I usually have to chuck on some skirllex and power the shit walk to uni or else I'll be that lonely guy that walks into a full theater in the middle of the lecture. I laugh at those guys.

It's a quarter semester crisis. Don't mind me, I'll be back to complain some more.

I've been so stuck these holidays that it's been such a relief to get unstuck,...and stuck into my final year at uni.

I have to admit, it's a little strange saying that with such a positive attitude but given my second chance (third actually) I'm definitely not going to let this slip me by. It absolutely sucks having to sit a supplementary exam on the holidays. Then again, my holidays weren't really too evident with work, gym and all the other things in between them taking my holidays pretty much a long long way away from me. What sucks even more is that I needed to sit one, despite the fact that I received a 65 percent overall (71% after my supplementary exam) and still failed; due to course requirements. But that's all done and passed, sometimes being shit on isn't such a bad thing (sounds like a similar post I made last year?)

Sydney was a great break, as was the couple of days we had for Christmas and New Years but I guess with all the busyness, it's actually prepped me for the start of my forth year uni. Hectic is the only word that is needed to describe it so far. I'm getting kind of flustered with all the due dates, mass amounts of knowledge that we need to cram in and just work, gym, family and girlfriend, all wanting a part of my left over time. I cut work down a day which is going to be incredibly useful, definitely something I'm going to cherish. 9 o'clock starts four days a week, 5 o'clock finishes for three and work till 10:30 for two. Wow.

If someone were going to be able to do this, it definitely isn't going to be me.
It's going to have to be me.
38 hours of work a week, 30+ contact hours a week, 1 week down, 9 more weeks to go!

First of all, Happy Chinese/ Vietnamese New Year to everyone, wishing you all the most prosperous, joyful and healthiest New Year.

That aside now, we recently (seems just yesterday but it was actually more than a week ago) returned from Sydney. It was absolutely amazing! We spent 5 days down there for a real holiday after Christmas passed (once you're in hospitality, you pretty much have holidays after everyone finishes theirs). We were a little short of cash but pulled everything together in the last couple of days with New Year Red pocket which ended up adding to nearly a grand. Wowwers, definitely some good extra cash on goodies we were planning to skip.

The first couple of days in Sydney felt pretty much the same as Melbourne. Crowded streets filled with people and shops. Heaps of shops. Unlike Melbourne, the city is much more spaced out which although killed the legs, gave us some false hope of burning off the calorie laden foods we ate. That being said though, we ate pretty much everything in sight. I mean, to me, a holiday is much more than just getting away. It's about exploring, trying new things, seeing new places, experiencing new experiences and yes, getting fat.

I have never in my life eaten such wonderful foods, foods which would rival the best I'd had in Melbourne if I were to be honestly honest. Deep fried Ice-cream from Holy Basil just beside the Museum train station was absolutely out of this world! The Poached eggs from the Oyster bar which sat on the Harbour with the Sydney Harbour Bridge and Sydney Opera House as the back drop, it's custurdy consistency cannot be described! And to top all of that off, the midnight treats we would venture for, - custard puffs, taro balls, fish balls, funky teas; rock salt cheese green tea...It.Was.Amazing!, and could be found pretty much at any-time of the day/ night.

so I can get away.

2012. A new year, a new beginning, really?

Don't kick me while I'm down, because when I get up, you're SCREWED!

I feel...

Tiredness

Looking up into the adjacent wall, squiggled in circles, blue coloured, I wonder why QUT doesn’t have flash computer labs similar to those down here at Griffith uni on the gold coast. Yes, I’m down here in the middle of what is supposed to be my uni holiday period, No; I’m not a very keen student whom has nothing better to do than study. I’m down here waiting for the missus to complete a supplementary exam, her second one in fact and because I’m sick of trying to sleep in the Integra (yes, I’ve tried many times and failed the same amount) I’m here. There are quite a number of students in here at the moment and in comparison to my normal uni proceedings, it seems that students down here seem keener than those back in Brisbane, well compared to QUT anyway.

Holidays so far have been, well, any other word which describes the opposite. Work has filled the week (when has it not) gym has proceeded it, and sleep (most of the time) proceeds that. When the week ends for most people, mine starts, with a sleepless Friday night finishing on a high on caffeine, mindless, physically drained one on Sunday afternoon. Mondays, my day off, are spent recovering, for the next weekend to come. Life becomes pretty dull. As my girlfriend would describe, I’m not the most enjoyable person in the world to be with when I’m tired and I seem to hear her complain so often of it these days that it seems that I’m tired all the time; maybe I should just stop being a grumpy bastard!

But work, to be honest, has been draining to say the least. I’ve been wrecked. At times I feel that it affects my gym-ing however each workout drives me a little further, knowing that my mind is still strong enough to keep me standing and powering through each session. My weight is at a steady 96, up to 98 on days and down to 95 on others. It seems as though I’ve reached plateau for the past couple of months but hopefully my perseverance will keep me growing in the coming year.

It is again that time of year... again. Christmas, which lasts for a few days and New Years, for another couple? We have definitely smashed through this year. I swear it was really only just a few months ago that I was describing the previous year last year. To sum up this year in one word, I would probably use disappointment. It really wasn’t the best year I’ve had but in nearly finishing it, it has made me realise that even through so much disappointment, I’ve never in my life learnt so much about myself and people in general and with so much personal growth, I have never been more happy.

I always knew that the world was not an easy-go place where you could have everything at your fingertips. This year absolutely proved that. With so much work and effort in all aspects of life (and even some more), not much really went the way I hoped them to. I worked so hard to save money and pay off my debts but I’ve ended with a slightly chipped at personal loan and a credit card debt which nearly equals my personal one. I’ve worked so hard in ‘maintaining’ relationships this year, the ones that I described last year as ones that would never expire that I’ve become tired from rejection and one way love. I become a little sad when I think about all that went wrong this year, a little disappointed but despite this, I don’t regret one single thing that happened!

Without the huge ass debt I got myself into this year, the amounts of money I spent, I wouldn’t have been able to open my mind and soul to all that I missed out on being exclusive and shallow minded; happy being where I was. I was able to tingle my senses with foods I had never tasted before, smells I had never smelt before, and experienced what Brisbane really had to offer, as well as the world outside of it. To say I wouldn’t do it all over again would be a lie. Money can be made, time cannot.

Where one person would say cherish all you have and your memories which are bound to them (in fact, I was one of them), today, I would say fuck it. Well, maybe not but have that choice to do so. Too long was I bound to memories which shaped me that I forgot who I was. Even though I seem stuck at the moment, participating in a routine life that I’m slightly unhappy about, I am no longer grounded by memories which had made me happy. There is no more (little) sense of living in the past. I’ve learnt one very important phrase this year and that is;

“I don’t regret the people I’ve been with, just the time I wasted which could have been spent with those that actually matter”

Maybe disappointment isn’t such a great word to describe this year. Accepting might be a better word, one that describes that even though things happen, they happen for a reason, you can’t help that!

"Some people want it to happen, some wish it would happen, others make it happen."

Michael Jordan

Sometimes you have to forget what's gone, appreciate what still remains, and look forward to what's coming next.

Listen to your heart. Even though it’s on the left side, it’s always right.

Every moment spent in judgment and criticism of another is a moment lost in the betterment and growth of self."

I don't have time to hate people who hate me, because I am too busy loving people who love me.

stolen from a facebook group

I love you babe. Thanks for waiting for me, everyday.

don't, because it is.

4 oclock in the morning of my exam -- tired as shit -- read through all 15 or so lectures once -- over it -- watching office -- hope im not too screwed....

Well Hi there...

Just because your breathing, doesn't mean your alive...

Hi, my name is Ly.

It seems like forever since I last posted but despite this, so much has happened, so many stories to share and so many things to complain about; I don't plan to blog too much about it unfortunately.Unlucky, hahaha.....

There is actual reason for this though, there really is too much to say. I've learnt a lot in the past couple of weeks and that is, there are times when it's important to keep things to yourself!

Why do I say this you might ask? To be honest, my girlfriend taught me and although it was hard to begin with, it has actually made me into a better person. I'm sharing less and focusing more on my problems and bad habits, I was able to work on making them better rather than wasting energy sharing and not doing. It's also made me realize that not too many people care about your problems; no-one does as a matter of fact.

There will always be someone who listens but at the end of the day, your problems are yours and it's only you who can deal with them.

On a lighter note, I wish to share my happiness. Never in my life have I had so much drive and determination to strive for my goals. Only three more months to go and although the list of to do's is humungo, it's achievable.

Work on your problems so you can share your happiness. Please.

Everybody, one day will die, and be forgotten. Act and behave in a way that will make life interesting and fun, fuck a mundane predictable life working Monday to Friday with something you derive no pleasure from; just living life out till you grow old and wither away. Find a passion, form relationships, don't be afraid to get out there and fuck what everyone else thinks, trust me it's alot more fun that way.

Don't ever pay people out or put people down. Instead just put yourself up and let the haters do their thing. I'd rather be a person that's hated on, than a person that does the hating. A wise man one said...

Haters gonna hate!

R.I.P Zyzz.

"I'm gonna show you, how great I am!"

"A loser doesn’t know what he’ll do if he loses, but talks about what he’ll do if he wins, and a winner doesn’t talk about what he’ll do if he wins, but knows what he’ll do if he loses.”

The guy that finished second who?

Picture taken by RayRei of RaySean Productions.
Check them out ----> http://be-mysterious.tumblr.com

Just you and me.
We'll make it.

EMINEM - Lighters Ft. Bruno Mars

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Blogging these days seem fairly non-existent but I can assure you, I'm still alive and kicking, even though you haven't heard my ramblings in a while.

The past couple of months/ weeks have been a little hard. To be really honest, nothing has really changed or become more difficult; normal life just seems harder! I think with all the work, and uni (even though we are on break at the moment), and late nights, and the gym, and the missus and everything in between has finally taken it's toll on the once invincible Ly.

I've burnt out but I'm picking myself back up and putting back the pieces, slowly, but still progressing. There are quite a few things in life that I need to sort out but something the girlfriend has explained once before, just takes a proper couple of hours a day to fix; you know me, I know me, nothing gets worked on until the last second or when shit finally hits the fan.

But that was a week ago and I've finally done something about it. Finances, timetabling, uni, gym and normal living doings are in progress.

With motivations high, hopefully this little semi-blogging will help me get back on track, and blogging, a little more.

some people just need more time than others...

to cram.

Exactly 1 year ago. Kind of ironic that I'm holding the kind of food that made me so big just a year previously. Then again, I guess if you enjoy everything in moderation and live an active life overall, you don't really need to be all that worried.

In attempting to study for my exams, I've found another way to postpone it again after being all facebooked and google-searched out (I decided to make a blog update if you didn't figure that one out).

Life hasn't changed much since the last time I posted properly. Other than the little mishaps that occurred regarding my beloved auto-vehicle, with the tyre pretty much shredded, the rear passenger side brake pads burnt to ash and the front left wheel bearing as wobbly as a spin top about to topple, little else has really made my face frown.

My birthday came and passed and was again another one to remember; not so much for how great of a time it was but for the politics which surrounded those couple of days. You deal with it then, and you get over it later, well I did anyway. I learned so much about myself and so much about the people around me that I'm glad life chucks the shits once in a while, I mean, how else are you supposed to learn?

'Be around people who make you happy' but I guess sometimes to learn that you have to be with people that don't.

Work was and still is my main agenda with the restaurant and security occupying most of my waking hours. Security as a supervisor challenges me more than normal but it definitely isn't as stressful as I thought it would be. I often reminisce while showing guards around the venue, of the time when I was done the same nearly 4 years ago; how quick time passes, and how fast you progress if you decide to put hard work in.

Then I went to Melbourne.

It. Was. Absolutely. AMAZING! But more on that later.

Going to Melbourne was definitely what I needed after the 2 or so years of working my ass off to barely survive. For once I didn't have to worry about money or bills which was great; I did worry about other stuff though but they were less important. It was great to finally see the world outside of Brisbane and to get out and away from my cave that I'd been hiding in. New scenery, new tastes, new feelings and new opinions, made me a new person. Trip number 2 is currently in its planning stage which shows just how much I loved getting away! I've caught it, I've caught the T-bug.

New motivation at the gym was found but I've lost motivation to talk about it. For now.

Blog soon.

how much I love her....

“Your biggest challenge isn’t someone else. It’s the ache in your lungs and the burning in your legs, and the voice inside you that yells “CAN’T”, but you don’t listen. You just push harder. And then you hear the voice whisper “can” and you discover that the person you thought you were is no match for the one you really are.” ~ Unknown

http://www.simplyshredded.com/bodybuilding-motivation-our-greatest-glory-is-not-in-never-falling-but-in-rising-every-time-we-fall.html

Photography by Bond Duong. Hit him up, he's a mean photographer!

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