Here goes nothing…

It’s been a long time since I’ve started something like this. Admittedly, I have done this many times before. Found a pretty blog site, made my profile, wrote my first introductory post, and then I never came back. My lack of commitment to creating a space for writing has been a sore point for as long as I can remember.

But I do intend to see this one through and make this a space where I can share my thoughts, feelings, opinions, and creative pursuits. In all likelihood there will be some incessant bitching as well. Although I do have a handwritten journal for the extra juicy stuff (not that it has had much activity recently, either).

I’ve always loved to write. Sometimes though, more often than not lately, I feel like I just love the idea of writing more than actually physically performing the task. Surely a lot of “writers” feel this way though. So it’s time to get committed.

I’ve only ever committed to one thing 100% in my life before. And it certainly wasn’t my university degree. I recently went on a weight loss journey and have (so far) lost 36kg. My goal weight is one kilo away, but this ‘goal’ has changed multiple times, so who knows — my next entry may say it is 3kg away. The point I’m making, I guess, is that I have put all my energy, hardwork and dedication into reaching this and now it’s time to attempt to shift some of the energy into a new outlet. So why not the one thing that has always brought me some joy and pride?

My name is Cassidy Spencer. I’m 25 years old. In the last three to four years I have identified as a feminist (I’m somewhat disappointed it took me so long to understand the true definition of the word, but more on that in another entry). I have a bachelor degree in media, and completed my degree on a study abroad at Keele University, England, in 2012. To date, it was the best experience of my life, and I hope to finish writing the memoir I started on the place one day. Perhaps I’ll post some of it here in future entries.

Keele University was the thing that made my whole degree feel worthwhile. What makes me say that, you may wonder? Well, it all comes back to the commitment issue I mentioned above. I wasn’t the best student and I am now paying for this by working in a call centre rather than in a position more relevant to the degree I spent thousands of dollars on. Well, that the government spent thousands on and I am now slowly paying back via HECS (Thanks Australia, please don’t ruin this like our current government is trying to).

I live in Adelaide, South Australia and apart from my brief stint living in Stoke-on-Trent, I have lived here my whole life. I do hope to return overseas, at least for travel, but ideally to live once more. I have a 22 year old sister who is planning to move to Canada in eight months and I am really happy for her but also insanely jealous.

I also have a 13-year-old brother who has just started high school, a single mother who I love very much (but argue with like crazy), and a dad who lives in Townsville, Queesnland, and recently went through a nightmare experience where the surgeon who was supposed to remove a cancerous kidney instead severed the main artery to his liver. Yeah.

I have a fantastic housemate who I moved in with a little over a month ago, and who has been my friend since I was ten years old. And I have boyfriend who I share a roller coaster history with but who I love very much. Interestingly, he shares the same nickname as my housemate which proves for some entertaining mistaken identity conversations.

What can you expect from this blog?

Well, probably mention of the above people. Discussions about work (although in a limited capacity given I shouldn’t give out information about people and customers, not if I want to continue paying the bills), my diet and exercise routines and more specifically the huge lifestyle change relating to this in the last year. Ideally, I just want to create a space where I can have an online presence and share my thoughts, but I also want to use it to hone my skills and share my works.

So if you’re reading this and you’re potentially interested in what I have to say and I haven’t posted in a while — please, for the love of god, find a way to make me get back on here.

Here goes nothing.