Finished at last.

That is the training, now I'll be stuck on the floor a proper and I am a litle bit nervous about it. But i've been living this life long enough to know all of that does pass. All things will get easier.

Anyway, with that part now over and my future here secure, I've got to think about what to follow all this up by.
My mind is still focused on my two long term goals. With my performing with mates idea, it should come to fruition, I shouldn't have to push that so hard. We all want it to happen.
The other goal of teaching again might be a little more dificult to pull off. I need students I'd also need regualr students, people who would be happy to commit to being taught by me. I'd need to do some flippin good lessons to keep them hanging on. I imagine it would be all too easy for people to flake off and for me to run out of money as a consequence. Although that's all imagination at this point in time. When I start getting people together then I'll know for sure.

Anyway, I had a long day today. I'm not used to it, I've not been on the job like that for 3 years. I'll have to put my game face back on, that's if I can remember where I left it in the first place.

But I don't want to talk about that, I want to relax, unwind and let the weekend soothe me. I like being soothed.

2 days off, then I have 2 days on a day off, then 3 days on. This will be my life for the next 3 weeks. Poop.

I hate regular work, I need to be rich. All the things I could do if I were rich...

Bed time.

I'm going to roll out my bed in a minute and lay down, watch an episode of south park and drift away toward slumber land. Then I awake to a new tomorow and a job training. Which I'm looking oh so forward to.

Erm, not really. But I suppose it's like looking at the water, it looks less inviting than it actually is. Once you're in, it's great.

Hopefully the same with my bout of work training tomorrow. I've also got my impro performing session to attend tomorrow as well. Which I do enjoy.

I can't believe I'm moving back to a 38 hour week again. Damn, I've gotten too used to the sweet English teacher lifestyle, of whole days lounging and doing pretty much what I want, with only a few minor distractions throughout the day. Namely teaching.

Anyway, I need to sleep, I've got to rise early tomorrow, the tube has been really bad recently. I cannot afford to be late for my first day.

Right, check list, suit, travel plans...

Late sleepy.

I got to bed at about 4:30am yesterday. I slept through till ten, or tried to. Having builders rebuilding the sheds outside your window the floor below you isn't easy.

BANG! WHACK! ZZZWWWEEEERRRRR! (A saw type device) CLANK!

Why did I get to sleep at 4:30am, I was at a friends house. My friend talks a lot and it doesn't stop. One subject quickly and relevantly links in with the proceeding one. Listening to my friend speak is the equivalent of riding a 9 hour long funfair ride "OH MY GAWD! When's it ever gonna stop!!!". However, the walk home at that time of the morning is lovely.

Foxes, stars, peace and quiet, empty streets, the one worded conversation with stranger.

Man walking toward me. "Alright..."

Me walking past. "Heya"

What did it mean and what was it about? For a brief moment I felt a part of something much larger, then I concluded he was probably scared witless walking around in the dark at 4am. Fair enough. I suppose I am fairly scary at that time of the morning, but then, who isn't?

Santa Claus? "Hohoho, I have something for you in my Christmas stocking Little Red Robin."

Me. "YEARGH!"

That would be scary. Big fat man, sack, talk of stockings and deer with red nose, little helper people. Rides around at night popping down chimneys, and what if you don't have a chimney? Break in through the front door, really really fast and just getting faster. More people in the world means more kids need presents, more kids, needs more time. He'd have to be pretty quick.

Anyway, I think I need to sleep more. This no sleeping thing makes me a little bit mad and there is one thing I should really do today. I need to get photos of myself for my employer.

For tomorrow, I am back to work proper. Hopefully with a good nights sleep.

By the way.

I saw Pans Labyrinth yesterday.

Spain, fairy tale and war.

What did I think about it? Erm, I didn't think it was that great. It was a solidly decent flick, but not enough fantasy stuff for my liking. Although it was a decent film none the less. One part I particularly liked was the "eyeless" monster. Quite revolting actually.

It does say in the review it's a fairytale movie for grownups and it's not far wrong. So as I'm not much of a grown up, I didn't really enjoy it all that much. A bit dull for me.

But worth getting on DVD.

It's still dreary.

I really don't like this time of year sometimes. Namely because in my neck of the woods, it just rains. A lot. All the time. It really doesn't know when to quit.

I have to have my light on in the morning because it is so dull.

I woke up this morning feeling like a brick, but a comfortable brick. Warm and snug.
My mum opened the door and stuck a cup of tea onto my desk this morning as usuall, I got up the second it touched down, wiped some of the crusty bits from my eyes and downed it in one go. It was pretty hot, but not so much to burn myself. Quite nice actually.

I was going to go on one of my rants this morning about the WHO's death and disease predictions for 2030. But instead, I'll be like the big G man upstairs and not say much at all. Because everythings going to pan out like it will. We just make whatever sense of it we want as we go by.

It's all much of a muchness. but now, I'm pretty hungry, so I'm off to have some toast! Maybe even go as far to put chese and tomatoe on it too.

Cor, morning adventure.

Dull Monday morning.

The weather isn't up to much, in fact it was raining most of yesterday morning and early afternoon. I'd hoped it would be sunny today, but no, autumn weather is back with aplomb!

Although the weather in me is fantastic. Sunny, bright, clear, fresh. I'm feeling really very good. I cannot believe the good fortune I have for myself, the fortune of knowing where you're going, to have a plan, a purpose.

It's wonderful. "I'm going here", I can say "And this is how I'm going to get there".

It's a privilege I've not had since I decided on moving abroad for a while. I feel very lucky to find myself in this position again. In fact, I'd forgotten what it was to have a destination. I'd kind of stagnated a bit back there. I'm with my friends, I'm with family. Things on the family front will change soon, my brother and wife might be moving down to Cornwall. Mum and Dad will probably go and live up in Norfolk, which will leave me in London. Hopefully, I'll be secure in my work when that happens. I don't think it's a question of if, this will happen, as it should. Change is the only eternal constant.

Anyway, I'm feeling really good. Let the future come, I'm gonna have myself a fantastic time with it.

Anyway, I have one little last niggling thing to deal with today, then I'll be going to watch "Pans Labyrinth" with a friend, I've heard many good things about it.

All in all a good day and the start of a new episode in my life!