Directions.

So. Where to next?

Beats me, really.

This post was going to be one of those New Year posts, celebrating everything and anything under the sun. Especially if the Mayans are to be believed, we are definitely going to cark it on Dec. 21. Good times, eh?

Hm.

Today will be a photo blog post since its been forever since I did one and especially when I went on holiday, I took quite a number of pictures with my phone and played around with Dad's dSLR camera. Me like. And potentially looking to get one too. As soon as I can wrap my head around the extravagant cost of one, that is. Though this is sorely tempting me...

So last year, I dressed up, polished my shoes, pulled out a pair of trousers I have not worn since 2010 and a formal stripped dress shirt, sprayed some cologne, rolled up the sleeves and went for a job interview.

In short, I got turned down. At a hospital, no less. I wonder about my prospects in a hospital environment in future. Or should I say, "TO HELL WITH IT!" and go and sell insurance. Heck, I think I've got more selling smarts in me than as a health professional.

I think its really funny though, how there are so many options that could be taken especially in regards to careers. I've got some friends of mine that are absolutely doing their dream jobs and it just makes me wish that I could say I was doing the same thing too. But anyway...beggars can't be choosers, as the proverb goes.

I was chatting to the Sociologist the other day and I remembered typing, "Being cynical at such a young age isn't always a good thing..."

I do not think anyone had ever laid the phrase, "The world is your oyster" on me just yet. After all, I think I have read enough motivational books to know that phrase inside and out, what's more to have it pushed in my face. But I would like to think that I'm positive enough to still think that it is so. I mean, there is so many possibilities out there. And here I am not making full use of any of them.

But sometimes, I'm not too sure where to start. Where to begin. And how. And what if things go pear shaped and I end up...I don't know, eating torn shreds of cloth from my pants? I know, I know, I just like pushing the boundaries of my reality just a little.

The above picture was taken with my phone behind the stark branches on a cold evening at the watery borders of Lake Te Anau. The mountains were being embraced in the arms of a dying sun and the chilly blue was seeping into the sky as I took this photo, trembling just a little in my hoodie and shorts. It was a cold summer down there.

The summer consisted of time hanging out with the family and its so weird to see how the dynamics have changed. The Higher Authorities are starting to take a back seat now, rather than still dominating the conversation. Everyone's growing up, developing, blooming, studying again, or finishing, or just starting out in the working world. It seemed as though its an entirely different place and I see it through entirely different eyes every time I land back in Dunners. Scary, really. Totally scary.

But definitely a long road ahead.

I don't know what's up ahead. 2012 seems so new. So...untouched. So many promises and things that can happen. That can occur. That...I don't know. Meh.

But we'll get there, right? Somehow?

Bit of love, a bit of luck...some French toast along the way...

And yes, I am getting slightly hungry whilst writing this post.

On a slightly different note, I attended my very first musical - Wicked. And it was! Awesome soundtrack, a lot of subtle humour and at some points, it brings you to the edge of your seat, Wicked tells the alternate story of the Wizard of Oz and how about two enemies, the Wicked Witch of the West and the Good Witch of the North were once fast friends. Loved it and I gave the cast a standing ovation at the end of it too! Plus, I bought a t-shirt to celebrate my favourite song out of that musical. Sigh.

But yes. I guess that starts 2012, people. Remember to dream.

Tootles.