vincent5

So I went and turned 30. I wasn't scared of it, I've never been scared of growing old. I matured mentally a lot faster than I did physically so in a way I've always been happy at the idea of my body catching up so that people stop looking at me like a child. Is that some kind of stored up baggage? Probably but eh. Yeah I'm 30 and I'm in the best shape of my life. My new found love of weight lifting and healthy eating is rapidly turning me into the man I've always wanted to be, which man you ask? Why He-Man of course lol.

But joking aside I feel great and I know my life hasn't been wasted up to this point. Sure I don't have career success and my marriage failed but are these things that I should define my life around? Hell no. Splitting up with my wife has done me a world of good and now I'm back on my feet I just need to sort out my own place and ideally a better paid job. (this last part may happen, better paid but the work will still suck, can't win em all I guess.)
Even so I've travelled, had my fair share of adventures, I don't live to get wasted at the weekend, I read and write, Im intelligent and creative... I just haven't figured out what I want to do with it yet. So sue me.

I now have two weeks off work which I'm dedicating to my new found love of the gym, looking into what my options are for working in Japan and looking into getting my own place. Also I'm play through Mass Effect from the beginning so that when I do play number 3 it's all fresh in my mind.

So here's to getting old, it really isn't that bad.