I’ve been sitting here for the last few minutes, pondering where to start. I’ve had another busy week, with preparations for Christmas coming up. At work I’ve also been busy trying to get all my major projects completed before the holidays start.
On Thursday night the Christmas lights were switched on outside City Hall, so I met Mum after work and we watched the switch-on together. The ceremony was better than in previous years, as this time they had carol singers and fake snow too! As usual, there was a burst of fireworks as the lights were switched on. Seeing the lights switch-on always makes me happy, as it means the Christmas holidays are just around the corner and it puts me in a festive mood.
I’ve also been reflecting on the year so far and what aspects of my life have changed. Overall, I feel much happier now than I was this time last year, or even this time 2 years ago. So far, 2008 has been a better year than 2004 (which was when I first started this blog), 2006 and 2007. This year, I’ve been able to meet up with my friends more frequently than has been possible in the past, and I also enjoy my current job more than the jobs I had a year or two ago. It’s fairly unlikely that there will ever be a better year than 2005, as that was a really good year for me, with several happy events such as my 21st birthday, my graduation, Mum and Terry’s wedding, my first 2-week holiday in the Lake District, getting my first ever full-time job, amongst several other things. However, this year I have been feeling more confident in myself, and fortunately nothing too negative or scary has happened to me so far this year, unlike in previous years.
Last night (Saturday night) I went clubbing with my friend Kay. The evening started just after 8pm when I met Kay in the Glasshouse pub, where she was having a meal with her co-worker Rachel and Greg (Rachel’s boyfriend). I didn’t have anything to eat as I had already had dinner at home – the others had gone to the Glasshouse straight after work, so they were hungry. Rachel and Greg went home straight after the meal – it seems that Rachel doesn’t like going to nightclubs as much as she used to in the past. So again, it was just me and Kay who went to the club. The nightclub we went to was the Chicago Rock Cafe. I had wanted to go to Mercy, but Kay doesn’t like it there quite so much.
We were going to go to Liquid afterwards, but we didn’t realise they stop letting people in after 1am and we were 5 minutes too late so we got turned away! (I don’t think it actually closes until 2am, but for some reason they don’t let any more people in after 1am). I was a bit disappointed about that, as I’ve never been to the Liquid nightclub before, and I had wanted to see what it was like. Oh well, maybe we will go there next time instead. Kay had been going to sleep round my house, to save her having to get a taxi home as my house is closer to the city, but her cat Mally was ill so she decided she had better go home. When Kay first told me about Mally a few weeks ago, I remember thinking that it was an unusual name for a cat. There was a boy in our class at high school who was nicknamed Mally, so I thought perhaps Kay had named the cat after him! However, when I asked her, she laughed and said that wasn’t the case at all! It turned out that when she first got the cat, she thought it was female, so she called it Molly. Then the vet told her it was actually male, so she changed the name to Mally, as it is fairly similar.
Following on from what I said in a previous post, I have joined the local IVC club and I will be attending my first clubnight this Wednesday. It will consist of a meal at a local hotel with 30-40 other members. I am a bit nervous about it, as I won’t know any of the people there at all. (It was one of my managers who told me about the club, but she won’t be attending on Wednesday as she hasn’t yet decided whether to renew her membership for the coming 12 months, since she is often too busy to attend many of the events). It actually took me about 2 days to muster up the courage to send an email to the new members’ officer to enquire about joining! However, they soon replied to me, saying that they would make me feel very welcome on the evening.
I’m always nervous when meeting people for the first time, and just a couple of years ago I would have probably been too scared to join an events club like this. But I also realise that it could help me meet new friends and get me out and about in my free time in the evenings and at weekends, rather than spending so much time at home on my computer or reading magazines etc. Many times in the past, my co-workers asked me on a Monday morning if I went anywhere nice at the weekend, and I remember that I often used to say that I had done nothing exciting and that I had just had a quiet weekend in. Some people must have thought that I was boring. I don’t want to be boring! So even though I’m nervous about attending this club for the first time, I know that it could potentially change my life for the better and help me to become more confident and outgoing. The worst thing that could possibly happen is that I don’t enjoy it or I don’t like the other members very much, and in that case I would never have to go again. So I may as well try it.