don't need those other numbers when I got my number one

After breakfast today, my dad threw a package my way, and to my surprise it was my pictures. I just didn't expect them this early. So I spent the better part of this morning organising my pictures after dates and putting them in my new photo album from Muji. Looking at pictures like that just brings a smile to the face. It's also a reminder of how great my life truly is, which brings a feeling of gratitude. Admittedly, you mostly only capture the good moments. At least I'm not the one to bring out my camera when I have a shitty day. I've just finished watching a handball match. There were plenty of curse words today, as I think the team I was cheering on played a bad game. Just rubbish. My brother looked on amused, said "it'll be alright". It wasn't alright-- they lost, and I wanted to throttle something. I could probably be one of those dangerous footie supporters, with a few beers in me. Jeez, I'd fit right in, wouldn't I? I saw a shooting star on the way to my second night shift. Didn't realise what it was before it had disappeared. I re-told Sugar about it when I met her, and she asked if I wished for something. Oh, I thought. I'd forgotten about that too. It was such a nice surprise, and practically made my night. The night-sky is gorgeous nowadays. I suppose it's always gorgeous, it's just easier to see because it's gotten darker earlier. Tomorrow is my third Sunday in a row, working. I'm looking forward to be done with it. Am also really looking forward to visiting my sister, seeing my nephews who are growing up quicker than lightening. It's like I've turned around for a second, and then my youngest nephew is suddenly crawling around the place. Trying to live in the moment is a hard exercise, people. It's so easy to think about next week, next month. Oyster said something yesterday that made me realise I'm good at doing things I'm scared of. Good at powering through things despite my beating heart is more palpable than usual. I just know myself well enough to realise that if I avoid something too much, I won't ever want to do it. So sometimes I purposely do things that puts me outside my comfort-zone. Thus far it's been a good thing. 

they try to romance me but you got that nasty and that's what I want

I've been watching quite a few vloggers recently. To vlog means capturing your daily life in a video. I always see people commenting in awe of these vloggers because they meet so many random people and have adventures almost every day. I read something, a quote maybe, about social media and people. By having social media, you're basically opening a door to the world. Anyone can enter through. In order to have strange and random things happen to you, you have to be open for it, have that door open. Same for adventures, though you also have to actively pursue adventures. Can't wait for the adventure to fall in your hands. Marble told me I'm naturally a curious person, hence why I'm so open to things and have strange things happen to me. It's kind of ironic then how I did the opposite yesterday. Spent the whole day cleaning the house, then reading. Closing the curtains. Put my phone of flight mode throughout the night, and it's still on because I don't want any disturbance. My brother is still in Asia, my mum went on a trip yesterday, my sister has gone for a road-trip for the day, and is most likely going to be gone for the rest of the week when she gets back today. Apart from my dad, I'm home alone. What do you do when you're home alone? Walk around partially nude, eat toasted bread in my mothers new sofa, listen to music loudly. I spoke with Lynx yesterday. Was watching a handball match, whilst doing something on my computer. Was quite distracted when I heard this strange, yet familiar sound. Turned out to be Facetime. My youngest nephew has grown so much, it seems. I've booked plane tickets so I can be at my first nephew's birthday, and some. So I'm going to Lynx and co in about three weeks, and I'm staying for a week or so. I thought about staying longer, but figured that though it's really nice to see my nephews, I'm not as good with early wake-ups each morning. I think I've gone a lot with my heart as of late, rather than the rational choices, the smart ones that my brain urges me to take. It's strange, because I'm so used to do the opposite. But it's nice. I've tried ignoring limits, trying to see opportunities instead. Doing things I probably shouldn't do, but still desire. It's a really fucking nice feeling to be able to do that. The book I was reading yesterday, started yesterday- is called Lovely Bones by Alice Sebold. I watched the movie for the book five years ago, on a plane to China. To this day, there are some scenes ingrained in my brain that won't be washed away. I've only watched it once, and it's taken me this long to pick up the book, because it's one of those that really gets to me. I know now, only fifty pages in that I'll probably love this book. I already do, to be honest. I just turned off flight mode on my phone, and the messages came streaming in. Four messages about work. I've sort of been avoiding taking any shifts, because let's be honest, I'd rather not work. But as it is, I need to earn money for my Asia trip next year, and money for living expenses. Being a grown up is not always fun and games. But then again, not having to work for a thing is boring, isn't it? You don't feel the same satisfaction as when you actually work for it. I'm going to sit outside in the sun and read some more now. Enjoy it whilst it's still here. It's October in just a few days, people. That's crazy.