This is what you get when I do not have enough mental stimulation. One would think that studying, working, living etc. would give me all I need but I feel like I am experiencing a million things every day and have no-one to share it all with. My boyfriend (although very patient and attentive during my many rants and raves) must, by now, be well and truly fed up listening to my endless stories, observations and general crack talk.
"Start a blog" Chloe, my most extroverted personality, suggests.
"But anyone can read it if it is on the Internet! Are you sure you want to air your private feelings in a public forum?" That’s Flick, the one personality who in most cases overrides my impulse to do stupid things. In this case however she will be unsuccessful as Daria, my sensible and dependable personality and Lee-Anne, my most impulsive personality have for once teamed up and suggest that it isn't that scary and I can set my security setting to silent if I so wish. Pauline, the one personality I don’t like, slams the idea saying, “There is no-one who would want to read it anyway why bother?” Interestingly, this actually makes me think… Am I that extroverted that if I didn’t get any attention for it I shouldn’t do it?
“I am sure someone will” That is ever hopeful Bubbles whose name sums up her personality completely. Daria simply states “If they aren’t interested they won’t read it”. Which in the end is the deciding factor.
(Unfortunately I do live in the same brain with about 16 other women. Freud's Id, Ego and Super-ego do not even begin to approach a woman's inner battles (Maybe I shouldn't speak for all women but certainly for myself this is true). Meanwhile, I am never truly alone and always have someone to gossip with if it really comes down to it.)
I did find an interesting tool on Seek.com (while job seeking obviously) which told me that it is possible that my work frustration could partially be aided in a little self expression outside of work (as it seems that that is exactly what my work life is missing, which is scarily close to the truth). The url is in my favorites if anyone is interested. Doesn’t tell you anything new exactly but clarified a few areas in my head anyway and some useful suggestions.
So in order to vent some of this creativity that I have been bottling up in my boring job a Web Log might be exactly what I need. I never really wrote diaries when I was at school (unless I wanted someone to read it that is) so this is at least a way of recording my world and having a bit of fun. Maybe it will even help me like my job? Probably not though, Laughs In the words of Drew Carey:
“Oh, you hate your Job? Why didn’t you say so? There’s a support group for that. It’s called EVERYBODY, and they meet at the bar.”
One of the more accurate comments I think I have ever heard. Still the job seeking is supposed to bust me out of this minor rut I have called home for the past year. There is an oxymoron for you: ‘minor’ and ‘rut’.
Meanwhile, so far, this has been really interesting. I am learning about html code (Ok mainly colours and background images etc. but that counts!) As an aside; the web site I found my background on has asked me to add a link to their site. I have put it in my favorites (again only if anyone is interested) because I quite like it.