First of all, can I say that I'm writing this in an internet cafe. Nothing wrong with that except that there is a man behind me watching fat woman porn, and I'm really struggling not to laugh.
But I digress.
I was just reading back over some of my old blog entries over the years. I was a pretty angry person! And VERY opinionated too. I still agree with the things I believed back then, but perhaps I could have worded some of it better, and maybe I could have been a little more level headed about it.
It leads me to wonder if I've mellowed out over the past year. I'm certainly no longer spouting innuendos left right and centre, even if I still find it hillarious. Maybe that or I'm more subtle about where I raise my eyebrow to an innocent-but-dirty sounding comment! I'll be the first to admit that when somebody pushes the wrong button, the red mist will come down, but that has become more rare recently. Perhaps either I now have less buttons or I've learnt to exercise self restraint. I expect I owe that to my lovely boyfriend, who is about the most chilled out person I know! (except maybe when it comes to exams, but again, I digress).
Then again, a lot can happen in a year, and you don't quite realise the extent until you read your old posts and can reflect back on how different and more immature you were when you were younger.
I also noticed a little throwaway comment about my long suffering dad sitting in the kitchen when I go downstairs to make my cup of tea in the evenings. I must admit I miss that, now I've moved away to my flat in London. Not only do I no longer have the pleasure of going downstairs to listen to my dad playing his guitar, and then proceeding to have long conversations with him about bike mechanics, or politics, or music, but I now longer have the pleasure of popping downstairs for a cuppa - the bedroom in my flat is the same level as my kitchen.
Perhaps I should carry on the family tradition of playing my guitar in the kitchen - although I don't expect my flatmates would be too pleased, considering I'm usually awake until antisocial hours !
2 comments:
Notice I don't get a mention
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Mumxxx
That's cos you're always asleep when I come downstairs for a cuppa!
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