My biggest disappointment in life is my life

If you’re someone who spends a lot of time in the pool swimming laps, you’ll understand when I say that it seems that’s where I do my best thinking. When all you’ve got to do is stare at the tiles at the bottom of the pool and occasionally turn to the side and breathe, your mind can begin some hardcore analysis of recent events. That’s what happened to me this week – I made some huge discoveries.

To put it blatantly, I am ashamed of where my life is at right now.

If I could go back to my 18 year old self right now, the girl taking a gap year before starting uni but instead applies for a traineeship for “something to do”, I would tell her not to apply. I would tell her to find something else to preoccupy her mind with, and enjoy the freedom she has to work a casual job and spend countless hours with friends. Strengthen the bonds, make sure they’re there for a lifetime. I would tell her to be patient, then apply for uni. I would tell her to work hard. I would tell her not to take the path I have.

For you to understand, I think I really need to run down what happened with my life, so prepare for some background.

Continue reading

My future in words

So tonight I finally understood my plans for the next 5 years, it’s as clear as day. I know what I have to do, and when. And it’s exhilarating.

I spoke to my teacher after TAFE tonight (I’m currently studying the Queensland Criminal Code) and discussed with him my dream of doing forensics. We discussed home life, my boyfriend, plans for children etc. He explained his own history, as an investigator with the Queensland Police Force, and what I should expect when I join. And it was then, that I saw my path. I decided to make the plans public, to put it out there. That way, my friends and family can help keep me focused. They can ask the questions I need to think about, and help me to really prepare. So here goes.

Halfway through next year, after I return from a month overseas with the family I will begin preparations to join the police force. I will need to find out recruitment dates, and get my ass cracking in training for the physical side of things. The added bonus is I should have a killer body when it comes time to travel (shallow I know). After I’ve been in the police force for roughly 2 – 3 years, comes the bit I’m not keen about (yet). Children. One, two – who knows. But at least one – for Mat’s sake. During this time I will be looking to do more study – I’m not sure about whether I can handle full time or part time, but dammit I’ll be doing study of some sort. I’ll be aiming to do my Bachelor of Applied Science here with a major in forensics. After that’s completed, and the kids (still cringing at that word!) are at a stage where they’re relatively independent (child care – or even better, hand them over to Mum and she can keep them!) I’ll return to the Police Service, where I’ll start my progression into scenes of crime and the area I really want to be in.

So that’s it – after that I’ll probably turn old and grey, and have major highs and lows. Hey who knows, I might even shave my hair, or dye it pink. I’m crazy, I know (yes I’m being sarcastic). Personal life wise I really don’t know what’s going to happen. The parts Mat is included in is something we’ve discussed together, but whether he is there forever I can’t tell you. Shit happens.

But I’m feeling more optimistic and excited than ever. Tomorrow I’ll begin jogging, and I’ll be out there the day after, and the day after that. When I’m feeling down, I’ll read this post. I just know that one day, I’m going to be a proud police officer, a mother, a wife, and a sister who is someone you want to know when you get a speeding ticket *grin*