When I was younger I wanted to be a writer. Well when I was really young I wanted to sell Ice-cream because I thought I could eat it all. Once I found out the big wide world didn't really work like that, I changed my career path, and writing it was. I have never really changed my mind about that. Reading books as a child I got lost in worlds that were created for me. I could picture them in my head, I could forget everything else that was going on, quite easily. I loved that. I wanted to be able to do that as I got older. To create escape for people. To share my thoughts, ideas. To make kids like me grateful that someone is creating them worlds for me. Now there are two problems with the writing dream. First of all, I don't want writing to be ruined for me. I enjoy it. More than I enjoy doing anything else. I don't want to lose that. Secondly, the best writers, they flow. Reading them is effortless. I don't have that magic. I am not really fussed about that, as not many people don't. I think the writing is better off staying as a dream.

I start back at work on Monday. So my time on JU is going to be severely cut down. I don't know exactly how it will work yet, but I am sure I won't be spending as much time as I usually do here. I wonder, if I will be missed, hehe! I have to admit that I am not looking forward to returning to work. It isn't even proper work, just something for a short time. Until I decide what I want to do on the grand scale of things. That decision making has only taking me, oooh, seven years or so? If I make a decision on the writing, and decide that's it, I don't really know what career path I will decide to take. Teaching is always something that has interested me, and aslong as I stay away from teenage kids, with bad attitudes, who are probably taller than me anyway, I think I should do alright. I really don't know though, I am at a loss, as always. Some people seem to think I should throw everything into the writing. I'm not so sure. We will see anyway. I can't waste my life away doing nothing, that's for sure.

I'm having a bad weekend so far. I don't really know why, because nothing traumatic has happened. Yet. There's still time though. I have been bad tempered all week. I'm still the same now. I honestly don't know what is wrong with me. I didn't sleep very well last night. Kind of tossed and turned all night. One of them nights where you realise you must of slept at some point, but you're not exactly sure when. I am planning on a nice long afternoon nap tosay though, so I might return here later in the mood for some 'happy blogging' oooh I can hardly wait. Hehe.

I have nothing else to say really, that won't turn into moaning, whinging crap. So for now, I shall leave it there. Have a good Saturday all.