Hello pals, me again.
If you’ve already read my last post in which I updated you all about what I’m up to these days post-graduation, you’ll know that I’m now a fully-fledged commuter.
It’s been a while since I last wrote one of these. Over a year if we’re counting. But hello, hola, bonjour, etc. The blog is back!
If you’ve read my latest year abroad post, you’ll know that the last couple of months have been really busy what with university and visits and Easter. Due to this, I had no time for last month’s roundup, but here’s a double whammy of March and April for you.
Two months down which means the second attempt at a blog post like this. February has been busy, especially with my 5-day trip home mid-way through and sorting out timetables and classes for my second semester at Spanish university. But of course, with this being a round-up, I should probably just get on with it…
Hey everyone! This is a new kind of post I’m trying out, so please bear with me. A month can encompass a heck of a lot of stuff, and given how January has felt like the longest month on record, there has been a lot to talk about. This series is basically a summary of things I’m listening to, reading, watching and loving, being as sadly I don’t really have the time to review everything individually. Here we go.
It’s the middle of July. University finished a month ago and I have no classes again until September when I move to Spain. Naturally, I have found myself going through somewhat of a lull. Apart from shifts at Lush, my life mainly consists of Netflix marathons, late nights and lots of coffee – I can’t remember the last time I read something or did something that truly made me think or feel productive. That is, until this past week or so.
Whenever we visit my grandfather, there’s the potential he may be having an ‘off day’. If and when this is the case, my father may say to me, ‘I hope I’m in the ground before I ever get like that’. But what is ‘that’ exactly? For the most part, he means being diagnosed with dementia, which my paternal grandmother also suffered from for a number of years. Being unable to remember your friends, your family and even yourself the further along this disease grabs you can be totally distressing, both to experience and to witness, so I can understand his mentality.
I’m an idealist. When something goes wrong, I panic and think of the worst case scenario but I always try and see the positive. Sometimes however, so many shit things happen in quick succession that it dampens your outlook and makes you wonder if life really is as rubbish as some make it out to be. 2015 has really made me wonder.