Travelling on the Central Line is never pleasant. It's usually a game of musical chairs in the morning and evening when I travel to and from work. People are not friendly on the central line. They don't understand simple human etiquettes, like giving up their seat to a pregnant woman or an elderly person. It's always about them and how tired they are, or how miserable they are. In fact, this morning, I smiled at this lady next to me and she turned around and her massive back pack almost killed me (it was really hard!), after which she hit my newspaper (literally!) as though she had a vendetta against me. This is why so many Londoners have anger problems, twits like these ruin your mornings! And don't get me started on the lack of hygiene some of these people have, and the disgusting colour the seats have turned into from over the years of underground and human filth. So disgusting. I actually have a phobia now of touching anything to do with train stations - even if it is for my own safety. I'm actually going to wear gloves during the summer, I've decided, so that I can cover my hands when holding on to any slimy metallic bars. [Rant Over].
Today marks the end of the first official week I have spent at my new job. It still feels surreal and I wake up every morning with a rush of excitement of having some purpose to my day, as opposed to dread of looking through pages of various job websites.
So I think this year is the year I will sky dive finally, after years of pondering about it. This is the summer, most definitely. Now, to convince my mother to watch me do it. I've decided to actually go ahead and do all the insane things I've wanted to do before I become too old and boring. This list also includes bungee jumping, white water rafting and a bunch of other awesome things. Must get a move on! I really don't want to turn in to one of those London commuters that I described above, so I'm definitely going to start making my way through my list of "things to do once you have money and are no longer in a shameful financial position, enough to make you want to sell various organs which no one will buy anyway due to the various abuse it's endured over the years."
I've also decided to be less serious. I think the last few months was a humbling experience, but I spent a large amount of my time in deep thoughts, my brain actually hurts when I read back to some of my posts. Although they all make sense and every single word I wrote still resonates with me. I just believe it's time that I worried less, enjoyed the various changes in my existence and switch off for a while (hopefully not to the point where I am fired!). Plus Summer is approaching, and everyone knows - you can't be serious in the summer. It's just way to gorgeous.
Lastly, I have fallen in love with Kings of Leon all over again. I know I keep saying this, but yesterday I had their song "The Face" on repeat on my journey home, and I literally just phased out for the longest time and before I knew it, I had walked home and could still hear the song after I switched off my iPod. They do something to me. Something wonderful.
And of course, here is the link to the song.
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