Well here it is, my 30th birthday today. How do I feel? Well... actually a hell of a lot better than I turned twenty, really. Maybe the only flaw I find in it is that I didn't date enough girls. Well it's never too late for that, so how does everything add up in total?
I remember on my 20th birthday on these forums 10 years ago (yeah... imagine that, 2003 seems like so far away now). I said I would never say I want to be a kid again, at least not with the kind of childhood that I had. I still standby that statement I made. But my 20s have been fairly tough. I went through a series of... well, abusive jobs that made some of my childhood experience seem... well, no, they actually equaled them in their abusiveness, and the people behaved no differently than the kids back then. Which honestly forces me to have to acknowledge the fact that some people never really mature beyond adolescence, and never gain any wit beyond a dim 7th grader. I had to leave around 5 jobs as a result of it. The one consolation from it is that one job was so bad I left Dubai (a city to which I will never return) and went to study accounting in Montreal, where I am living at currently. Montreal is a vastly better place to live, in every respect humanly imaginable. In addition to having an actual culture and history instead of some ramshackle imported pile of soulless plastic that is Dubai, I see places in one that are extremely modern, and others that were built in centuries past that are practically time capsules to a different era. The people are friendlier and the society is much better for everyone. A fast food worker here stands a better chance at earning a good living than even some Bookkeepers in Dubai.
Thought it wasn't without problems. I still had difficulties with the part time jobs there that had some of the same people from Dubai. One of them came right around a particularly tough semester and I would daresay the stress brought on by them probably caused my grades to drop by more than a letter, which is a massive amount. I had to deal with depression for a damn long time after all this.
Even after college, the crappy world wide economy was hitting Canada pretty bad. Maybe not as bad as some countries, but in addition to mediocre grades brought on by massive stress, I also couldn't easily move out of Montreal due to my legal status. I should have gotten my Permanent Residency card over two years ago (which meant basically applying for a citizen now), but my lawyer really loused the situation up. Despite his legal secretary telling me constantly for a long time that it is in process and the government was being stupid, it turned out that the application was sitting in a drawer all that time. It never got sent until recently, and even then, the timing couldn't have been worse. The government doesn't even have a timetable for the time I made finally made my application.
That being said... it's finally actually looking up for. I've been looking for a job after college for almost three years, and while I did get a short stint as an assistant accountant (the situation in Montreal for new accounting graduates not in a designation program are very slim), it didn't last. I sort of said in here, but I didn't quite get into the fact that I had to leave after barely 5 weeks. Right now I finally have a stable, well-paying job. I work as a tech support guy for a major telecommunications company here in Canada, and it's completely unionized, which means I won't have to dread any 5 year old minded douchebags causing trouble, cause the management can't afford to ignore it. I'm beefing up my savings account so much I actually can visit places around the world for once in my life.
All in all, in the last year it finally does seem like things are doing better. I have plans on finishing my novel... when, soon I hope, within the next couple of months. I finished my probation and training period yesterday at my job, which means I no longer have to worry about being fired on the spot for no reason. So I managed to finish this decade of mine on a good note for a change, and I hope it will only get better from here.
So... well, that was a long bit. I'm 30 now, and I feel good about it. I still gotta finish that drawing of the hero that I've been planning and get to writing more stuff. I won't be having a birthday cake, but I will be making some very nice enriched bread instead. Bigger challenge, and probably less fattening!
Till next time stay cool