Tuesday, February 27, 2007

Neglectful Paul

Bad paul, bad paul... Well now i got that out of the way :)
I was going to do some post about Jesus but forgot the angle i was going to take so that will simply have to wait while i update you on my life (very quickly because i need to go to bed, gotta get up for work at 6 :( )

Well uni has just started back again, still trying to figure out whether i think this is a good thing or not... Disaster has already stuck and it was only my first day! One of my units has had too many people enrol, meaning we have exceeded the capacity of the lecture theatre we are allocated in. And because monash is so good at effectively using its resources all the lecture theatres with a capacity size able to accommodate us are booked solid! They are attempting to shift a marketing unit to a different location (which in turn will move another unit and so on.. until the game of tetras is complete and everyone is satisfied). The main problem with this (besides the inconvenience) is its going to screw up my strategically positioned hours at work! And ill have to work out my hours all over again.

Was introduced to POD (Peter O’Donnell) today, my Systems analysis and design lecturer. His such a character, and i have a feeling his enthusiasm is going to get us happily through the dry material we have to cover. The reason why i mention him is because he is making one of the hurdles to pass this aforementioned unit a reflective blog. Karl mentioned he had to do one for his course a little while back and said the others in his class didn’t really take it seriously. If you have ever read this blog before (or simply look at the amount of times i have posted) you will see that i don’t really take this one as seriously as i should, and am worrying whether the content that i am forced to post will come easily enough.

Well now i simply must go to bed

Till next we meet,

Friday, February 16, 2007


Not that you realize it, but there are many people fluttering in and out of your life each day that you simply forget. They are of no importance so their mental image is pushed aside. With this in mind think of those around you, your most closest of friends. How did you meet them? Why have you become friends? Why were they not forgotten?

It’s a very disparaging thought to think that if the circumstances were slightly altered that irreplaceable friend may be interchanged with another. That this person could have simply been another forgotten face lost in the crowd. Can you imagine passing them on the street without even a slightest of acknowledgments?

Sometimes it’s nice to know that you are thought of, that your not only remembered but accepted with all the baggage that entails. Think of that one person out there that can validate you, now take them away. It is said that you never truly know what you have until it is gone, but a forgotten face can not be appreciated, so the irony lies in the fact that you can never know what you are missing.

The ‘what if’ game is a cruel mistress that shows you how lucky you really are, you were not forgotten, and even in that there is a small victory. So in the interests of unforeseeable idealistic notions, be open to what life brings, why not greet a stranger, you never know who they may become.

Don’t forget me.

Till next we meet,

Saturday, February 10, 2007

Time, the penultimate decider

Life recently has just seemed like one decision after the next, a smorgasbord of problematic choices testing this weary uncertain traveler. But then again where would our story lead without the protagonist having to have to make a decision? Time will wait no man, and even least likely this one, so choices need to be made.

Why can’t life be simple, simplicity is supposed to be in right now, why can’t that translate into life? The thing is life isn’t simple; it’s the most complicated thing you will ever experience. And this complexity is the reason why decisions are so hard to reach. Each decision we make will have ramifications, some foreseeable some not, which will impact not only upon our lives but that of those around us.

I keep hearing people say that stupid expression, ‘only time will tell’. Time tells nothing except the passing of each wasted moment. Time is the penultimate decider, for when it really comes down to it, it is you and you alone who must decide. Yes it may force your hand, but it is you who must play the cards you are dealt.

We are all but a moment in time.

Till next we meet,

Sunday, February 04, 2007

The Test

I’ve been told that every blog must have one of these buried deep somewhere. So I thought I’d bite the preverbal bullet and produce one now, if only to get it over and done with.

A test to find your ultimate companion:

(Just imagine I’m reading this to you in a slow melodic monotone voice, how a monotone voice could sound melodic I have no idea. But why should we let that stop the magic.)

  • Whose phone calls or visits are never unwanted or too long? Do you see their face?

  • Who would you most like to have in your life to ward off moments of loneliness? Do you see their face?

  • When you travel, who would make your trips more enjoyable? Do you see their face?

  • When your in pain, who would you most like to comfort you? Do you see their face?

  • When something wonderful happens in your life; a promotion at work, a successful financing. Who do you want to share the news with? Do you see their face?

Whose face appears to you my friend? Whose face?

Till next we meet,