Hey Intrawebz.
Just had an awesome talk with my older brother currently being freakishly awesome in New Zealand with his Girlfriend. Seriously, his day today (tomorrow?) consisted of hanging out of a helicopter whilst flying up and down a mountain. While not exactly my cup of tea, his "average" day manages to put mine to shame easily. Canoeing through New Zealands rivers? Hikes through the tropics? -sigh- Best. Job. Ever.
Ah well, it's not like my life is in shambles or anything, although I REALLY would like to hear back from the lovely government concerning a particular job application. That would be nice.
To the point, he managed to part some brotherly wisdom to me, which I've really been needing considering he's probably one of the most influential people in my life.
It's nice to know that I've got a brother who, halfway around the world still manages to give me advice on my life, and helps me decide what I should be doing. I must be getting a teensie bit homesick cause I have the sudden urge to walk downstairs and wrestle with my little brother. Although "little" is, y'know, not really a good description of him now cause he's probably taller than me and has at least a good 20 pounds of muscle on me as well.
I'm going to start planning a trip back in May, because by then hopefully I'll have a) the money and b) the time off. We shall see.
Also, I'm back to my old wishy-washy ways of trying to decide what to do with my life. School-wise, anyways. It'll be interesting to see which wins out this time, Photojournalism (again? not very creative there...) and Computer Engineering (be that network/software/systems...we'll see).
This is all brought upon by checking up on what good ol' National Geographic's been up to lately, and luckily (unfortunately) it has rekindled my long lost dream of being a photographer for said company. Now, I do realize that it's not so simple to attain this dream, and it will most likely take a while before it can be realized. That and I'd have to work in the States, which I'm not entirely sure I'm ready for. (Yes, I'm being cheeky, but I do so love being Canadian. I am unabashedly proud to be Canadian, and when traveling I love being able to announce that yes, "I am Canadian!").
We'll see how things shape up, and I'm really hoping that one morning I'll wake up and suddenly realize what my purpose is and be able to follow that path. Dreams, I know.
Now, it's late, and I'm not tired. Why, lady of the night, must you curse me with all of the excess energy when I know I should be trying to fix my sleeping patterns? You are a coy and confusing mistress indeed.
Maybe I'll find some inspiration among cooking recipes and meal ideas. Or maybe I'll end up on Cracked.
Until we meet again,
Craig
P.S. I would SO love to travel right about now. Winter Blues may have set in a little...
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