Chicken Man

Okay, so this is a slightly late entry for halloween, but what have you. Here's how my 'spooky night' went. I was very excited to take the two kids of my friend out trick or treating. The little boy was a frog prince, and the girl was naturally a princess! What else do you want to be at that age? We did the whole block, which suprisingly takes a lot of time when you've got to do the turtle walk with a two year old. They move an inch an hour! And steps...forget it. It;s easier to carry them!

During the day at university I saw many interesting costumes. Personally I want to take after the girls who wore the 1 metre in diameter afro wigs. I want one so bad! Can you imagine being in a lecture and the person behind you not being able to see a thing? Or, there was the chicken man. I'm sitting on the bus waiting for us to leave, and down the street walks a guy (possibly girl) dressed up as a chicken with his backpack. Then, non-challantly he pulls out his cell phone and starts gabbing away! I was impressed at how he could even hear through his costume.

What weird costumes did everyone else see?

12:02 AM

Lately I've been getting more sleep then every, so I suppose it only makes sense that now I'm going to be awake for hours!

So, my first blog. I feel like there is blog fever all over the place. My brother has one. My brother's friends all have them. However, as far as I'm aware, none of my friends have them. Maybe it's something you do when you're older, record your life. I've always done that, except it was in the form of a real journal. Then again, I've always felt older than people my age. I've been thinking about that a lot recently. I was hanging out with some res-mates (friends in university residence) this evening and we were all comparing ages. Everyone is always shocked when I tell them how young I am. Shock is undoubtedly followed by "But, you don't seem that young. You seem much older."

I've heard this for years, and I have yet to decide if it's a good or a bad thing. The good points are that I feel I can adapt fairly well to new situations, and I'm much more confident about many situations. The bad points are more theoretical I suppose. I don't let loose in the same ways as people my age. I never grew up doing the things they did, drinking young, partying all the time, clubbing, etc. Those things came later on for me, and not as often. I enjoy them, but don't feel as practiced at them.

I think my brother is the same in that sense. It's more than likely to do with the way we've been brought up. Our Scottish parents were always big about integrating us 100% into their lives. As a result we all share this incredible trust and love. Don't get me wrong, we can drive each other up the wall, but I think we talk, and love each other more than any family I know. I value that.

Maybe the beginning of my university life, albeit later than most begin it, will not only instruct me in silly useless things like philosophy, but also in how to be 'my age'. In the meantime I'll just sit back and enjoy being 'older'.