The world grows up around me

Thanks to everyone for the congratulations on becoming an uncle, however, I do have to interrupt and let everyone know that I’ve actually been an uncle for the last 19 years.  My older sister’s kid is 19!  Not only that, he’s about to start a degree in Nanoscience here in my hometown! 
So throw that on top of finding out in a completely shocking way that my little brother has knocked up his girlfriend NINETEEN weeks ago, it’s a pretty crazy kick in the nuts reality check that life really does go on.  I’ll now be the only sibling of four who will not have beared grandchildren for my parents.  I’m not sure how I feel about that.  I look at myself and think there’s no way in hell I could raise a child, yet the thought of having my own child also makes me think that it truly would be the greatest gift in the world.  I’ve seen many proud dads and mums with their children over the years in many different scenarios – it’s pretty awesome.
I mean geez, even my little cousin is having baby number 2, and AARON, the other straight-love of my life is going to become a father as well.  I still think of Aaron as a KID!  I still think of my little brother as a KID!  And yet my brother’s girlfriend, and my mate’s wife (even saying that sounds crazy) both have buns in the oven.

Fuck!  When did someone whack me over the head with a hard-cover novel and giveI  me a reality check?  Going from the family history of both my older sister and older brother knocking up their wives before marriage, I can only imagine my parents will be urging my little brother to also follow the trend of matrimony.  Jesus Christ, SLOW DOWN world!

I mean even chatting to this cute guy online yesterday who revealed to me he was 17.  I was wondering how the hell a 17 year old got on my list, and he asked how old I was.  I’m a decade older than that!  He was like ‘Oh wow’ lol!  Way to make me feel old!  i was telling my little cousin (the one with baby #2 on the way – i swear none of my family have heard of contraception :P) that people tell me I look younger than I am, and she said to me, ‘they obviously didn’t look close enough.’

Talk about offended! lol!  I said to her ‘wow that was bitchy’ and she said, ‘Ouch!’ and I said ‘Yeah well ouch right back to ya!’  It’s always weird talking to my highly religious relatives, and she’s definitely one of them.  There was contraversy in her family because they strayed away from the Lutheran teachers and my grandma especially was convinced they’d been sucked into a cult.  My family are such idiots with the wool pulled over their eyes.  They just chose to follow a different branch of basically the same religion – hell, there’s so many to choose from these days you could make your own up!  Apparently this one promotes their followers to produce mass amounts of children, so i guess Ash is on her way!  I mean even her parents have spat out about 7 or 8 kids.  That’s just what they think, spit out as many kids as you can and ‘God will provide’.
So yeah, anyway, point was, she got offended I called her bitchy lol – deal with it sister mary!! 

So yeah I have no idea if my parents even found out about the baby via the same way I did.  My little brother will have some explaining to do!  Maybe he was worried what people would think!  I mean, she’s NINETEEN weeks along!  isn’t that over half way?  WELL over half way?  Christ, I’m gunna be going to another baptism before the year is out!

Anyway, so the whole world decides to revolve around me.  I’m doin pretty well.  Went back to work last night, and it went really fast.  I just kept myself really busy pretty much, and next thing I knew, it was over.  Wish they were all like that!  I felt a bit tired about 2am, which sucked because I’d been fuelling myself on energy drinks, so they clearly didn’t work.  I just hated the no energy thing because I was looking forward to going back to gym after my few nights off 🙂  I went to gym anyway, and I actually had a really good session!  Quite proud of myself 🙂

I dunno what the heck inspired me yesterday, but I have a sudden urge to learn how to dance.  So much so that I spent a lot of yesterday on a dance studio website here in Brisbane trying to learn a bit more about it.  I liked the FAQ section which helped a bit, saying things like the first two lessons, pretty much everyone feels unco.  I reckon the first 10 lessons I’d feel unco!  I feel I have good co-ordination, but my memory evades me quite often, so I reckon I’d forget the choreography in a heartbeat.  I’m trying not to let that negative thought get me down though.  Why do I want to learn to dance?  I just think it could be a fun hobby, and would fit in well with my gyming.  I also would love to be able to actually go clubbing and not just sway side to side like a robot 🙂  It really appeals to me, and I majorly need some motivation.  I figure if I have motivation to go gym by myself all this time, then surely I can force myself to go along to dance classes?  I’m a bit confused as to which style I’d need to learn – maybe the over 25’s hip-hop, which apparently is an absolute beginner’s class.  There’s also a class called kicks and turns, which is probably a good start as well.  I guess I’d just have to ask them where a good place to start is.  They even offer pilates as a class, which one testimonial says is good if you feel you’re a bit flat and don’t move as much as you should.  I know I’d feel so intimidating walking through that door the first time.  I wonder if this is something I could do?  I have these moments where I get so motivated, and I spend so much time thinking about how I’m gunna do them, that i somehow think myself out of them.  For some reason, I can only see the benefits of dancing for physical wellbeing a good thing.  I even thought about maybe finding a dvd to start with that I can just watch in my room, but I’d feel ashamed if my housemates saw it in my collection.  Then again "Twinks Swallow 2′ is proudly displayed in amongst all the usual chick-flick movies.  I just don’t want to get a dvd that turns out to just be aerobics or Zoomba-shit.  I actually want to learn dance and style.  I wonder how I can go about this.  Strange this thought just popped up yesterday.

Walking home from work and gym, I pass Southbank and my beloved artificial beach.  Or at least it was until the floods ravaged it all.  It’s really sad seeing it like it is.  Normally, being a Sunday, the place would be bustling with people and children playing everywhere in the water.  I know they are doing their best to get it back to how it was, but it seems like it will take forever.  It really is a case of ‘where do you start?’

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