Now that it’s 2018, I’ve found myself and my friends realising that “it was ten years ago that we..”
I’m nearly a decade out of school, and it’s almost been ten years since I started university. A few of my friends have been saying that they can’t believe this, that time’s flying by etc. But for me it really does feel like ten years ago. When I look back to the person I was in school that genuinely feels like a lot of time between then and now.
People had always warned me about time going quickly, and I remember hearing that time speeds up as you get older: when you’re 4, a year is a quarter of your entire life. At twenty, proportionally a year is a fifth of that size. So years ago I started trying to keep an eye on time passing, to ensure I wasn’t letting life pass me by. One of the tools I used for this was blogging. Back in the days of LiveJournal, my friend Poor Little Rich Boy referred to using a blog as an “Anchor in Time”. And I think it helped: I charted some major events in my life, I was able to spend a moment and in writing things down, take stock. A month felt like a month, and a year a year. Now, a decade feels like a decade.
Scrolling down on this page, there are significant gaps in between blog entries in recent times. Partly as a result of not blogging, to me it feels as if life is speeding up a bit. So I’m hoping to try and blog a bit more regularly. To help keep stock, and because it was always something I enjoyed doing, and something I liked being able to look back on (although looking back at blogs from being 18 admittedly is a little bit painful).
Other objectives include dealing with my friends being in multiple places. Thankfully I don’t have too many friends in other countries, but it’s even difficult trying to semi-regularly see friends who are based within the UK. I was over in London last weekend and while I got to see a fair number of people, I didn’t get to spend as much time with individual people as I would have liked. There were a couple of ones I properly did get to hang out with, and I really really enjoyed that. I miss being able to lounge about in the same living room as some of those lovely people, and so any opportunity I can get to emulate it is much appreciated.
On a similar vein I had a uni friend over visiting for a weekend a fortnight ago. She’d been over before, so the emphasis wasn’t really on touristy things, and was more on enjoying what Belfast has to offer. And filling our stomachs until they perforated. This included a belated Chinese New Year party and around 300 dumplings (the remnants of which are gloriously still in my freezer.. I can’t wait). She was one of the first really good friends I made at uni so I relished the opportunity to catch up in what was embarrassingly the first time in about 18 months..
Speaking of positives, I continue to be obsessed with my nephew. The wee man is just over a year old now, and is bossing the entire family around. His excitable, cheery self is a real joy to be around, and with the blizzards in Ireland and a few other things he’s actually spent a good amount of time in Belfast recently, allowing me to hang out with him more than normal. The quest to becoming his favourite is in progress.
The other new baby in my life is something I’d been working towards for a while: a new car! By new I of course mean used, but it’s a 2015 Corsa with only 12,000 miles on the clock so I figured it wasn’t far off from being new. My original plan was to go find a nice boring sturdy car, but this souped-up Corsa with its whistles and bells changed my mind pretty instantaneously. Yes I’m aware it’s a Vauxhall and not a Ferrari, but it’s a significant improvement on my 15 year old Fiesta and I’m kind of in love. There is a bluetooth and a touchscreen and because it’s me there are colour-coded floor mats. With its JAO registration plate I’ve affectionately called him Chairman Jao.
Onwards and upwards through the gear box.