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03/01/2024
So I told myself that I'd continuously write on this so I have something to look back on in the future, reading all about my adventures and what not but if I'm honest I haven't even written on this since November due to being so damn busy. So here's a recap of the last 2 months.
So, we went to Melbourne for about 12 hours on legit 4 hours sleep and fuck, it was very eventful. Seeing Paramore definitely excused the fact I was dying from exhaustion... oh and of course the starbucks and seeing my favourite pal Mickayla since I hadn't seen her in a few months after she started her new life journey in Victoria. Have to say my bed had never looked better after all that travelling that's for sure. I decided to spoil myself for Christmas this year since I'm single as all shit and don't got no women to buy presents for. I joked for weeks beforehand that I was going to go buy a telecaster and no one could stop me, literally it started off as a joke until I walked into a music store and walked out with a brand spanking new tele. Did I regret the purchase even though it killed my bank account? Hell no. The next day I said goodbye to two tattoos that were holding me back and as much as the pain was some bullshit especially on my wrist bone, I don't regret a thing and I am honestly in love with this new piece. Christmas itself came quicker than expected, and as much as it was a drunk filled emotional one , I was so glad I decided to go away instead of spending it in Adelaide. Safe to say , I didn't really want to come home. Lately all I have wanted to do is travel but of course not having my licence has meant travelling has been a little limited which of course means I'm going for my licence in a few weeks, how scary. New years eve was an eventful one, looking like I'm about to jump on my horse and ride into the distance while listening to country diddys. The night was filled with karaoke, drinking... lots of drinking and more drinking. The next day was definitely eventful, not. And last but not least, today. Today was a day of letting go of a lot of things, clothes wise but things that had some sentiment to them. So if you know me well, you know tight jeans were an absolute staple in my life. Note that I also haven't worn tight jeans since about a couple of weeks after my ex and I broke up. Well, they are no longer as well what I classed as my favourite hoodie and a few other items. I actually got rid of the majority of my clothes I wore back then mainly because I just wanted to forget that version of myself since he gives me the ick nowadays. (Fucking douchebag 🤮) . It was bitter-sweet, I won't lie but damn it felt good.
2024 is a year of doing things for myself and of course, actually living instead of being in survival mode. Travelling is definitely in the books as well as many more concerts, music festivals etc. So stay tuned because this year, well this year is going to be the true year of The Adventures Of A Wild Dingus.
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Take me back to this night
please and thankyou
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19/11/2023
To say I'm still trying to recognise it is Sunday and not Saturday is hurting my head. It's Sunday but feels like it's Saturday mainly because I slept for 28 hours which is not likely for me at all. I have never slept that long in my life hence why I woke up this morning all kinds of confused, I had to double check if I wasn't just seeing shit a few times actually. One good thing came out of today though, I booked my Melbourne trip finally after sitting there for a few days giving myself every reason to not go but I think that just comes with having anxiety to be honest. Followed by giving myself reasons to not go is also followed with if you don't go you are stupid. I say this while listening to Noah Kahan from a playlist literally called "Melbourne Trip" so I think that also makes it official I'm going. There's this one song I have been getting into called "Your Needs, My Needs" and if you know the meaning behind the song you'll see how beautiful the song really is. All of his songs have some meaningful lyrics but it's just something with this one song that I can't fault whatsoever. I changed my music taste only to realise my old metal music just doesn't sit right anymore, the same way those black skinny jeans I practically lived in sit in my drawer these days. These things, these changes, these growing out of old ways are all a lesson that we just can't hold on to a version of ourselves that we hate. There is no point holding fears, fears do not determine you or anything around you. So you see? Not trying to sound like Dhar Mann here I promise because he deserves to be cancelled but the biggest issue I had with this Melbourne trip was fear, it may have taken me 2 weeks to book my ticket but it's booked now so there is no going back. In a week's time I'll be off knowing I'm deserving of this little trip.
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