Freaking out here!!!

I’ll admit, at times I have to go back and look at something again before I notice that I just blurt out random thoughts. Much like writing this blog.

I almost actually have to write things down (by hand… urgh. Sore wrist), sort through them, and then actually put them into comprehensive words  that make sense.

Like my previous blog. Though I may have made it sound like Reuban was getting me to write down what it is we’re doing – our thoughts, processes and what have, it wasn’t that at all. I want to be a writer. I love writing. And it was this way that he thought that I could be able to do this, and even go and get my name out into the blog-sphere (if that’s what it’s called).

Even when I’m writing essays for assignments, I can go back, change a word, a sentence, to make it flow better. With blogging, though I can edit it once it has been posted, it doesn’t seem to flow as well.

Hence why it does take me a while to follow up with another post.

But anyway, plans are still on the go path. I am (very) slowly, starting to sort through my junk (polite word use) and sorting through what it is that I want to take when we find a place to move.

And I’ll admit, I have accumulated A LOT of … “Junk”. Though I might not be ruthless enough at times, I am trying to be. A long weekend is coming up – ANZAC Day in New Zealand, and I would be working on this a lot more, if I didn’t have a crucial 4000 word assignment to have done.

I also have to work on the public holiday, which is good. More $$ for me!! Yet, I can’t help but also think that I lose a day of other productive work, whether it be sorting, or writing my assignment. I can’t win. And I freak the *bleep* out over it at times.

Believe me, I am nowhere near ready to move out of home at this very moment, but I do try to do something major every day. Like today. I came into Uni so that I don’t end up distracting myself with TV shows and reading so that I can work on my assignment – doing well considering I’m writing on my blog (haha).

At least I am trying, right?

Do, or Do not Urgh, yeah. Thanks Yoda. Now that just makes it worse. (Shut up, Yoda)

Academic reading is just so long at times. If it’s on something that you have no fancy over, you’d just end up looking to something else.

Though, with my topic at this moment, I am enjoying it. Heck, I’m doing a class specifically ON what it is I am writing for the 4000 word assignment!! It’s just so hard to try and find sources that can be of a great help in the area of research.

Well, better get back into it. Only another 3000 words to go… Yay!!

 

And this is my story… [in progress]

Right. So, another blog.

This time however, it is going to show my opinions and thoughts about going through  with moving out of a big city to a whole new location.

First off, I shall introduce myself for everyone.

Hi, my name is Darlene. I am a Taurus who loves reading, writing… wait. No, this isn’t AA, or some dating website (ew).

But seriously, I’m Darlene, I am currently working in retail, as well as studying as a post-graduate student at AUT in Auckland City, New Zealand. I won’t say my age (because why should I?) but I am at a point in my life where the need for something and somewhere new is a much wanted life-goal and necessity.

Selfie with the boyfriend/partner at Shakespear Park (2008)
Selfie with the boyfriend/partner at Shakespear Park (2009)

This is me, with my partner. His name is Reuban, and he will make some appearances in my future posts from time-to-time. He is also currently a sales rep for a company that sells all things related to the maintenance of cars. (don’t want to say the name just yet, in case)

We have been together for almost seven years now, and this is the first big adventure that we have done together (so far…) It is he, that got me to start this blog in particular, so that I can document what we go through, what I think about what he is telling me, or what and where he hopes to see us going. But, since I am wanting to be the writer, he said I should do all this, instead of him. (Not really, but that’s the gist of it… I think)

NB: I am still working on how I want this blog to look, so bare with me. There will be a number of possible changes over the next couple of days, which will likely just be cosmetic to how I want the whole page to look and flow.

Mixie, the Foxie-whippet cross nine-year-old fur baby. (2014)
Mixie, the Foxie-whippet cross nine-year-old fur baby.

We also have a dog, her name is Mixie. She is a nine(ish) year old Foxie-Whippet cross and is just… well, she’s the first dog that I have had that is indirectly mine – long story, but, she was found by Reuban and his mum and Reuban just took her in and has just.. been there ever since. ‘The foundling’ is what she is called from time to time.

So, I think that is all the initial introductions out of the way, and I am not sure what else there is to add…

If someone has a question at all, about anything, just leave me (or Reuban for that matter) a comment below. I will do my best to post something at least once a week, but … I do have a tendency of leaving my blogs for weeks, or months at a time without posting, but I will try my best.