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And it's Team Jevon for the win! At least, for now. I have so many different blogs at a lot of different sites, and I've been wanting to blog for a while. Sometimes I feel like there's so much I want to say, but then have some difficulty expressing it in words. I would love to be a serial blogger like  heather, and like I used to be. I guess I use facebook because it means I can update trivial aspects of my life, without revealing too much about what's going on upstairs. It seems a lot of people use it to divulge anything and everything, but sometimes you have to be careful. Sometimes people may have good intentions in their quest to help you, but it may be more detrimental to your well being than anything. Anyway, I'm going off on a tangent here. I'm not doing so well for my first proper blog entry in a while, am I hehe. So anyway, in a couple of months I'm going to be married. At present, I still hold the firm belief that I won't be changing my name - but somewhere down the track, I may hyphenate. It'll be a mouthful, for sure - but I really enjoy displaying my heritage so outright. I had a message from one  notsojaded… today, who asked straight out - "are you ready?". And it freaked me out a little bit. Are we ever truly ready for it? I've spent my entire life being very skeptical of the constitution of marriage; coming from a background of divorced parents, and a string of failed relationships on both sides. Mum spent much of her time with abusive men, and Dad - well it seemed that he just wanted a fuck buddy most of the time. At least, until he found a lady, had another child and settled himself down in Australia. My mum is still drifting; the last man she had threatened her life and there was a trial at court and everything. Eventually she dropped the charges because she secretly still loved him. Now forget me if I'm wrong - but they haven't been the most positive of role models when it comes to living a healthy, married life. Even though I know I'm nothing like my parents when it comes to relationships, I often wonder how I managed to come this far. Four and a half years is a while to be with someone from a young age, then to get married - but  simon comes from a background where that is the natural course. And in his family, it seems to work. I guess I'm quite scared of failure in that respect. I've actually told simon he should hook up with someone before the big day though - as he hasn't been with anyone else, and he has sometimes joked about it. I told him I was serious - is this strange? He said as long I did too. Strange, yes? I guess it's hard to categorise it to that definition really. People are different, as are their experiences, so who really gets to say what's what? It would be nice if there were hard and fast rules surrounding this. I find it much easier just to follow rules. But I guess where relationships are concerned, you just follow your heart. (Queue audience: "awwww" ). Looking at the layout of my little blog, I think I miss the old style. I might have to play around with it for a bit - I haven't been around for such a while though that I may have forgotten to work the styles! Nothing that a Sunday arvo won't fix  . When I started this blog it was more of a secret, and though I think I'll keep it restricted, it won't be a place for talking about my crushes hahaha. That's so high school. I think I like a small audience, I guess it feels more personal; even if these entries don't yield comments. I guess it's choosing who I share my thoughts with that's the important part. I made a resolution to myself that 2010 is going to be a positive year, mentally and physically. That was it, and so far it feels really good. It's amazing how much better life is when you see good in everything you do, even if you jam your finger in a door or make a mistake in something at work. Trust me, both have happened in the week or so of this year but I've still been smiling at the end of it. It's strange too, because it seems to radiate and people become attracted to you; it's magnetic. I think I've had a lot more conversation at work since the year started. And it's always good to make connections. I could actually go on forever with these somewhat-thoughtful ramblings, so I shall leave it there. And hope that I'll be back for more! It's 1:05am in the crazy city of Sydney and I need to be up in oh, I don't know. About 6 hours. Goodnight.
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A bit headache-y, but other than that I feel like a million bucks.
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(In all honesty, it's not something to take lightly, this day in age. People get fired if photos of their drunken escapades fall into the wrong hands. But we're not that silly now, are we 
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. Personally I don’t think I could survive without it. Music is like air. 