the transitional year

it's been so long since i last wrote here, i could barely remember my own blog address. kind of like how i never lived in my own house, i had to store my address under 'Notes' in my phone. kind of says something, doesn't it? what exactly that is, i have no clue.

so here we are. the year twenty ten.

seven years ago, i had this whole ten-year plan drawn up with angela, also affectionately known as 'pole'. don't ask why... it's so lame it's not even worth wasting effort in explaining. if things had gone according to plan, by now i would have:

- taught english in japan
- taught english in dubai
- saved up AU$ 80,000
- gone backpacking
- created a fashion line

the closest i've gotten to the first and second is doing creative work for British Council. the closest i've gotten to goal point number three would most likely be on Facebook Texas Hold'em. traipsing around South East Asia for 4D @N holidays is pretty much the closest i've come to backpacking. and as for creating a fashion line, i just trekked down with Su down to the clothing wholesalers in Pudu, bought a whole bunch of stuff and sold it off online for not much at all.

so, i guess what i'm trying to say is, i really have not accomplished all the things i thought i would in my fairly realistic ten year plan. this is the part where i go, "oh, shit."

admittedly, the last three and a half years were never anything in my mind but 'temporary'. now that the time is nearing when i need to ship my ass back to the land down under, anxiety is starting to creep in because the time for me to start building a real life is looming up ahead.

but whoever said you had to live life permanently? certainly not Kris Allen as he's being killed by local radio stations singing 'Live Like We're Dying'.

i digress. this entire rambling of a post was just simply about me saying, "shit. i'm twenty-seven this year and i need to get my life on track." the part i have yet to figure out is, what does getting my life on track mean, exactly?

right now, i'm simply aiming to get to Europe before i hit the big three-oh. which right now, means working like an illegal immigrant in search of a better life.