So it’s been a year since I ‘completed’ the 21 things to do
before I’m 21 challenge, and I say completed
in inverted commas because I didn’t actually complete anything, it was
bit of failure really.
So anyway, where was I…oh yes, as it is a year later I would
like to take this time to reflect on my achievements, can’t really think of any
right now apart from the fact that I burst out belly dancing at the most
inappropriate times. I also got highly excited when I saw rossogollas on sale
at Tesco’s although they probably weren’t as weird as mine were, I don’t know,
I didn’t buy them.
On the plus side I have now graduated University (yay me!!) but
then again on the other side (would you say this was the dark side? Because if
it is, yay, because they have cookies) I have absolutely no idea what to do with
my life. What career path should I choose? Is anyone actually EVER going to
give me a job? Am I going to end up an unemployed waif and stray for the rest
of days? And if so how many days of that are left? (It’s kind of boring, having nothing other to
do than job hunting day in day out, although there is a pile of laundry over
there that needs doing) Do I need a job to make me happy? The short answer to
that question is yes. If you have a job you get money, if you have money you
buy things, pretty things and everyone knows money buys you happiness.
Another question I often ask myself whenever I
have these pointless musings is what is the point? I mean like what is the reason
of life? For those of you who have read this blog (I know who you are, just
kidding I have no idea who anyone is anymore. Everything has changed! You’re not
the person I thought you were anymore! sob sob yada yada yada) know the meaning
of life is 42 and on Oxford Street (the only place to be if you ask me) it is a
restaurant (although I have later learnt that Google maps was lying to me and
told me about 42 New Oxford Street not the actual Oxford Street, my whole life
is a lie!)
But anyway I’ll leave you with one last thought, the world
didn’t end on the 21st December because the Mayans forgot to tell us
the key element to their prophecy. And that is that 21.12.2012 did not mark the
end of the world but the start of a new beginning. Aww thanks guys that makes
me feel a whole lot better.
