Christmas

I would just like to take some time away from scarey things and fears to talk about Christmas. It is above all others, my favourite day of the year. It is the one day I look forward to. A friend of mine recently told me that he does not like Christmas. He has reason not to, but I find this very sad. I agree that the commercial aspect has taken over and can be a bit ugly and make people greedy. I feel so lucky to have the family I have. We spend the whole of Christmas day together, in the sitting room, with a roaring fire going, and we sit and talk and eat crackers and cheese and paté, and cookies and chocolates and listen to Christmas music all day long. The presents are not important. Though I must admit I really enjoy watching one of my family members opening a present from me and seeing their face.
In fact I remember one year we were too poor to buy presents or even a tree. My younger brother went off on his bike to the Christmas tree lot and gathered all the scraps and branches laying around and we stuck them in the bookshelf and hung decorations on them. He made us sock puppets and I baked all kinds of cookies and treats and wrapped them under the "tree". It was one of the best Christmas years that I can remember.
Throughout the year I can be sad or scared, constantly worried, frustrated, fed up. But there is just something about Christmas day. I have never been sad on Christmas day. I have been sick, but not sad. Nothing plauges my mind on that day except good thoughts.

The Hunt is On

Job hunt that is. CV's flying everywhere, possibly striking people in the eye, which isn't great as CV's are made of paper. So, must be careful how you throw them at people. Next comes the hunt for the courage to pick up the old telephonic device and make some follow up phone calls. But this will be quite difficult as I have an irrational fear of talking on phones. Seriously, sweaty palms, a thundering heart and a quivering voice accompanied by uncontrolable shaking followed by loss of memory and identity. It's great fun it is. Looking forward to it, or not doing it more likely and then hitting myself. But not too hard now, because I bruise easily. Not like my brother, who just doesn't bruise at all, the bugger. You could whack him with a hammer, and nothing. Not that I have ever hit him with a hammer. Maybe I could make some money off of his amazing super freakness, like travel the country with a circus and show him off while hitting him with various objects.

Day of The Ninja

Fear the Ninja, for they are silent and deadly, stalking the night and killing victims with swift precision and cunning. Warriors of the night, definitely something to be scared of.
Today, the 5th of December be 'Day of The Ninja', where people the world over who are not ninjas, or 'nonjas' as they are otherwise known, can be ninjas for the day. Celebrate the day by dressing as a ninja, see image above, participating in Ninja related activities and deathtivities, creeping around and sneaking like a ninja and just opening yourself to general ninjaness.

Changes

Still scared of the world and a new development will surely make me all the more scared. Things are a changing and I am leaving home, Finally!! Going out into the big bad world to fend for myself. But I am also very excited. Living out in the country eats away at young people's souls until they turn into lonely old farts. Nah, I'm only joking. I'm just referring to myself. I personally need to be nearer to the city life, where I can open myself to exciting experiences (and scarey) and develop with other people my own age or at least anyone that is not, well, old. I don't mean that in a bad way, you know, old people are lovely. And oft times very cool. It's just I feel that as a young person I need to be around young people also, my peers, as you know, they are in the same position as me.
Now, where was I, oh yeah, fending for myself. Actually, that is not a new thing. I have fended for myself before and I am practically the secondary provider for my poor parents. I have more money than they do! All the more reason to flee the nest and take my money with me for myself! So in conclusion, the world just got a little more scarey, but also better. 'For every action there is an equal and opposite reaction' - Newton's law of motion - because after all I am in motion, I am moving forward.

Extra Extra

Well, joined MovieExtras.ie today. Thought I would give it a try. Perhaps it may spark my interest in the industry again, and if not, then I will know that it is not meant to be. I have heard some people say that it is not all it's cracked up to be and payment can sometimes be crap. But, well, we'll see. Let's hope that I don't regret the decision. I mean it bloody well cost me €89 to join and get photos taken; they better be some damn good photos! I'm a bit worried now that it will be a dead end pile of poo. Ah crap!

What are you going to do with your life?

I don't know! That's the scarey thing! I sort of know, but I don't know how to get there, you know. No. Ok. Well, I want to work in film, but it is a tough and scarey business. You got to be fearless. But I'm just a meek little mouse, but a creative mouse. I always knew I wanted to do something creative. That's the kind of thing I am good at.
But the thing is, right now I just need a job, any job will do. I don't care, I honestly don't care. I work hard, I have a damn good work ethic and I believe no job is too small. In the words of Homer Simpson, 'You can treat me like crap and I'll still kiss your butt and call it ice-cream' - something like that. So, somebody hire me, please!

Introduction

Hello bloggers. Just starting with a greeting and a welcome. I finally decided to submit to the temptation of blogging and run the risk of people reading my inner most thoughts and spewing criticism all over them or considering them worthless chatterings of a mad uninteresting woman. It is mostly just for myself, to get things out of my system. I have a feeling my initial blog entries will be a pile of crap. I'm sure I just need some time to get into it and establish myself and organise my thoughts better. Also, they might seem a bit of a downer aswell, could be due to the winter blues. It is also just an unsure time in my life. So bear with me. Thanks.