The Boredom Blog

So here I am... recuperating after 9 consecutive nights of performing on stage in 'Blood Brothers' by the Workshop Players , with our final show looming just three hours away. For the first time in about a month, I've actually allowed myself to sleep in, and it feels AWESOME. I haven't set a toe out of bed since I collapsed into it last night, and it's already 3.30 pm. With another hour to spare before I trudge off to the Lionel Wendt again, I thought I'd wake myself up by musing on this here blogpost.

I think the sleep and boredom combined have brought on a feeling of nostalgia in me, and I've spent the last hour or so going back to the memories of the many shows I've taken part in, and started taking stock of my life and how it's grown in 28 years. Thought I'd share these musings with those of you who are just as bored as I am, and have the voyeuristic urge to read about my uninteresting life.

I've come far. Further than I thought I would by this age, and yet, not far enough. Back when 28 seemed like years away, I always dreamt I'd be somewhere else by now - a wildlife vet, working in the african savannah and raising lion cubs in my living room. Or a Hollywood star, complete with artificially enhanced teeth, nose and boobs, sashaying down red carpets with gorgeous millionaires hanging on me for dear life. Or even an eminent Egyptologist, sifting out the next biggest find in the Queen's Valley (always figured I'd be the one to locate Akhenaten's missing mummy, and solve biblical mysteries).
But I haven't done any of it. I'm still here, wasting away in a land like no other, in bed and blogging.
That's not to say I haven't done anything with my life at all. I've done quite a bit more than the average female my age in this country, and I'm quite proud of it too. My school years were a lot more colourful than most, what with the adventures, rebellions, achievements and non-stop drama. Then there's everything else I've done since- working in five different industries that are as different to each other as chalk is to cheese, getting myself on TV as a show host, frequenting the stage and making a name for myself through it (both good and bad!), saving countless creatures from starvation, winning dance competitions, leading a colourful love-life with three relationships in my past and one in the present (each an experience by itself), and now running an ad agency and using my creativity out there in the public. I know it's not very humble of me to harp on about what I've done, by why not? This is my blog, and I'm quite proud of how much I've managed to do in a short time, and it's nice to be able to talk about it. I'm no PHD case with a million public awards to my name, but neither am I hidden from view.

Yes, I'm very different to the person I thought I would be by now, but I'm not regretting the way life has developed in the least. I can only look forward to much more learning, laughing and loving in my future. Who knows.... Maybe I will realise some of those dreams someday, eh?

For now, I'm me.... trying to live in the moment. Speaking of which, it's time for me to bugger off to the Wendt and put on a costume.