Have been a little caught up with the work issue, but managed to get out today towards the evening to have a quick round of photo snapping. The above is the famous three statues along Bourke Street, although only one of them is in focus.

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Was wanting to mention spring arriving. The weather has let up a bit and it’s feeling more comfortable these days in terms of temperature. Managed to get some things done and went to meet a recruitment agent yesterday. It looks bleak for the finance industry at the moment and all I can is continue trying. I know I’m putting effort into it. I was also looking at some photographer assistant type roles, but that is equally competitive, and more towards you putting yourself out there and doing whatever it takes to get started. Fair enough I suppose, and it’s still something on the back of my mind that I’d like to do.

Somehow I’d prefer to be positive about life, and unlike a few years back, I don’t think I’m capable of sulking for too long these days. Heh, I try not to anyway. Always better to look on the bright side.

Always strangely draw a blank when I have to put pen to paper (in this case, keyboard input to screen display).

Had a BBQ on Sunday with friends. Just wanted to try out the Weber grill Vyanne bought at the end of last year. Started the pit but Jerome made sure the coals continued burning. Food was great, but didn’t have enough choices of meat to go round. Will rectify that next time around.

Also had a surprise birthday bash for my cousin and had a chance to take a group picture with all the cousins in Melbourne. We are a big lot over here, counting at 10 in total.

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It’s been 3 odd months since I’ve been back. Everything else seemed like a lifetime ago. Heh. I’ve been going to the gym. Have my 100 pushup bet with my friend in NZ. Working out doesn’t feel as painful as it was over my uni years when I did it on and off. I think you just need to do it consistently and stretch after an exercise to reduce the pain. Eating well helps too to replace the broken tissue from all the wear and tear of lifting weights and running.

Used to sleep 6 hours or less when I was working. There was a set schedule and rhythm towards things, so that helped with keeping me running throughout the entire day. These days, there isn’t anything pressing, yet the days pass by quickly without me doing terribly much of anything useful. It’s just the job hunting pressing at the back of my mind, that I don’t feel confident in doing very many other things. Feeling so many suppressed feelings at the moment, on what my conscience tells me I should be doing. I do pray about it constantly.

Have a few things planned on what to do about it. Just need to get cracking and put things into action.