Just got back from watching "we were soldiers". It was really good, graphical but good. Im a sucker for those 'based on true story' movies. They make me think a lot, I guess im just a girly-man he he.. Those types of movies just grab me and make me realise how cool everything is and makes me start pondering about stuff. I get all clogged in the throat way more then i used to, i put that down to past 'life lessons' *yep, life lessons is the perfect way to describe it*... In a way its good, but in a way its weird, i dunno why.
I need to start finding out stuff about my relatives, like my Pop. I got thinking (after the movie), and really i know nothing about pop in the past. I could write eveything i know on one page, and i think thats bad. I know he fought in WW2, I know he has a diary he kept, but after that all i know is the old man that sits in the chair and peers out the window or stares blankly at the tv. Really i want to know about stuff, and i realised that im up here, 900km away, and he is sitting at home doing nothing. I thought somthing really crazy about going back home at some stage and just sitting while he talks and typing/writing everything. I think he would probably be a bit slow to start with but i reckon if he knew i was interested he share it.. maybe, maybe not, but really ill never know if i dont try. But the fact is that no-ones getting any younger.
My crazy mad side tells me to just go and do it, but my more conservative thingking side tells me to think about it :) lol
hrmmm, i dunno... I see it as a legacy item, somthing to keep and hand on down, the world changes so fast and by the time i have kids, stories about pop will be unbelievable to them i think, since everything will be so different. I guess ill just sit on it for a while, and think about it. But like eveything, i already know the answer...but is it the right anwer
grrrrr bleh i hate that :)
The nights lately have been absolutly amazing, totally clear sky, the type i can just peer into and wonder what the hell goes on out there. Perfect weather to be lying on the grass looking at the stars...
Most things i worry about are really insignificant and not really that important... but i guess everyone is like that at some stage. And i think at some stage most people are selfish in some sense... I dunno... i just get this feeling in the middle of my stomach at times that tells me im meant to be doing somthing more then i am, somthing more significant, but then somthing else jumps in and tells me to wait... wait for the right moment, wait and it will happen... damn i hate that too... he he :)
The more i think about it, the more i KNOW im meant to be working on my own, kinda like in my own business... start out small then eventually ill have more people as well... hrrrmf... ok im getting silly now ha ha, really though, i totally cannot see myself doing this current job for the rest of my life, At this stage i see myself doing somthing to help people/teach people while also working on stuff on the side. I know its going to happen soon. For startes it will be a bit hard i think, but it will pan out and be good... i just have to bide my time and it will happen...
*ponder ponder ponder* - ha ha, its cool...
well i think ill go look at the stairs... once again its 12:30 and i am not tired... i think ive mentioned that in an earlier blog.. but its true, 11pm i get active and want to do stuff... bleh bleh...
*wanders off to peer deeply into the mass of blackness called night*