It’s true what they say: follow your dreams. That is, if your dreams are relatively practical. I think mine are, although it’s taken some recent events to convince me that the saying really is true.
So I figured…people love boxing. People love MMA. And people just love them some golf. And absolutely nothing bad can come from taking two unrelated things and mashing them together, so that was the source of my grand plan: full-contact golf. No, really. JUST THINK ABOUT IT. Both people can hit the ball at the same time, and they can do pretty much anything (using golf clubs if they like) to stop their opponent from reaching the ball. Imagine how the ratings will soar when they both make it to the green at the same time! Think of how crazy it’ll be when multiple people are all in the running!
I never would’ve made it this far, however, without a good little jolt from a motivational speaker. Well, sort of. I work a desk job, nothing special and I don’t feel that much loyalty towards the company. A real ‘just a job’ deal, basically. Anyway, they got in this keynote speaker, one of those guys who stands at the front with a microphone and says things like ‘how are all you guys doing today?’ and ‘I want you to REACH for what you want!’
I don’t usually respond well to that sort of thing, but I know it’s just me. I sit there every time trying to make myself as small and unnoticeable as possible, because group participation terrifies me. But this time, the guy mentioned something about fighting for your dreams. And man…that really resonated with me. I began to think about what it’d be like if I was facing him in full-contact golf. And that made me smile.
I realised that my sport was good. It could give people hope, and a release. As the guy finished, we shouldn’t let fear hold us back from making the world better, at any cost. Wow, when did conference speakers in Australia get so good? I’m bringing my golf idea to the masses! It WILL be a success! I’m REACHING for what I want!
-Fergal
I never thought I’d be standing in the fragrance section of Myers, staring at a beauty range that 
Today is it. Today is the day. I’m (potentially) off to great places I (might be) up and away. Whether there are brains in my head is still up for debate, and majority of the time I have foot in my shoes, but I know I can steer myself in any direction I choose. And the direction is (drum roll) back to study.
If there’s one thing I know, it’s that when your six-year-old asks what would happen if you put bugs in a microwave, you should take the microwave and put it up somewhere they can’t reach it. Or at least I know that for next time. The smell wasn’t too bad, actually. I can see why some countries count these as delicacies.
Today I learned that a baby swan is called a ‘signet’, which sounds like something much cooler but…ah well. I’m learning so much in my life course, and now I’m wondering why everyone doesn’t just do one of these. Mine was set up by a local community teacher who noticed that kids in his class AND parents couldn’t do basic things like change a plug or point to Canberra on a map. So he set up a ‘life course’ that teaches you all the things you SHOULD know, but for some reason were never taught to you. Great, huh?
My girlfriend is amazing. Somehow, she manages to love me for exactly who I was and put up with my overbearing and intrusive mother. You see, my mother is a very difficult woman to deal with, especially if she thinking you are beneath her. That basically covers everyone in my life. She managed to provide a very wealthy upbringing, but it was very lonely at the same time. I would have much rathered parental interaction when I was a child, than a trust fund and a credit card. I had been living with my girlfriend for just on two years, so she knew what to expect when I told her my mother and father were coming to stay. It was almost like my girlfriend morphed into mother-in-law mode immediately, grabbing the phone and calling the carpet cleaners. My mother is not only obnoxious, she is a complete clean freak and doesn’t feel embarrassed telling people their houses aren’t clean enough for her standards. She can be incredibly rude, but she is my mother and I care for her no matter what. Each time my parents came to visit we went through the same routine. We phoned the 
so tired of dealing with contractors I know I can’t trust. All they do is avoid doing their job, making it almost impossible for me to do mine. I didn’t take 6 months off my work and basically put my life on hold just so I could wait around for some spaced out traddies to get their head in gear. They treat wasting my time and money like it’s a game and I’m sick of it. So I’ve decided to fire the group I’m working with at the moment and look for somebody half decent.