I went to a fireworks display earlier this month, during which the man with the loud-speaker told us to "look up".  As we all turned our heads to the sky in anticipation, he added that he's found this a pretty good motto to live by.  For some reason, this lighthearted comment has really stuck with me, so much so that I decided to include it in this blog post!  

Don't worry, I'm not going to go all philosophical on you and start analysing the meaning of life or anything.  No, instead I'm just going to share a bit about what's going on in my world at the moment.  (This is definitely totally relevant and related because things are looking up, okay?). I get that this might not be particularly interesting for you as a reader, but I do like to include a variety of posts on my blog, with some offering practical tips and others being a bit more diary-like.  

Two weeks ago, it was the first time in probably about two years that I was out every single night of the week.  For lots of people my age (and any other age, come to think of it), doing something other than watching TV every evening is no big deal.  But considering that pretty much all of my friends are at uni and I've spent most of this 'second' gap year sitting at home with the parents, this was a fairly momentous event.  

I started the week by going along to the fifth or sixth session of the Alpha Course.  For those of you who aren't sure whether this is a new language or some sort of fitness regime (when I told someone the other week, they replied by letting me know that their friend was doing Tough Mudder...), the Alpha Course is basically a series of talks and discussions about the fundamentals of the Christian faith .  You may have seen  posters outside churches asking 'What's the point?'; these would have been advertising the course.  It's essentially a place where anyone, regardless of their beliefs (or lack of), can find out more and ask questions in a safe environment about God and the church.  Having grown up in a Christian family, I've found it really useful being around non-Christians who are staring from square one, as well as those who have a really solid faith.  It's been encouraging to hear other people raising the same questions and doubts that I've always had floating around in the back of my mind.  Plus, it's free and we get food, so everyone's happy.

During the week, I had training for my new job at a bar in the centre of town.  I'm not entirely sure what possessed me to choose an insanely popular and busy bar for my pint-pulling debut, but I'm telling myself that we need a challenge every now and then.  I witnessed the throng of 21+'s a couple of Fridays ago, as I had my first weekend shift behind the bar.  Beforehand, I was absolutely terrified and was shaking as though I was about to sit an oral language exam (my worst nightmare: why I thought I wanted to do French at uni I'll never know).  But when I actually arrived and got going, it was no way near as bad as I'd imagined.  Having to remember all the cocktails and being able to serve the different drinks at about one thousand miles per hour has definitely forced me onto a very steep learning curb, but I'm hoping that things will start to be a bit more enjoyable once I feel like I sort of know what I'm doing!