Ollie's Blog

Patience is a virtue By Ollie So, this week I’ve decided to set myself a small challenge. Although it has already proven to be quite the challenge, which is to work on my patience. As you are probably able to tell from my blogs, I am a very type A, neurotic type of person. Always in a rush, always 12 steps ahead planning for the next year of my life. Now this way of living has gotten me this far, and to its credit, it has prepared me for events, free time and task handling, by designating my time in advance and scratching the autistic itch in my brain to complete set tasks in a certain order. However, what is life without growth, and do I really want to be always so fast paced when the end destination is the same anyways? I see this challenge in 2 parts, naturally. There are physical and tangible things I can do to slow down, in a literal sense. Like walking at a slower pace, eating meals slowly and learning to appreciate things as they are. Like last night when I forced myself t...

Old friends, new memories. By Ollie. So, my friends are coming up to stay with me this weekend. I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t stressed. Sure, I’m excited to see them. But now my brain has a legitimate excuse to over plan and obsess over what we’re going to do, where we’re going to go and how it’s going to feel. This being a trait passed onto me from my Mum, a shared love language of micro-managing and condensing the element of fun into a quantifiable, mathematical equation. Therefore, as it’s now my turn to host, I’m thinking up recipes, day trips, sleeping arrangements. I’ve managed to just about colour code and allot a time slot to every activity from dinner to breathing. With the girls coming up to see me, it’s got me thinking about old friends and the feeling of time having passed and life having changed but the dynamic remaining the same. F always the elegant listener, who doesn’t give herself nearly enough credit for how cool she is (like a true cool person) and G burstin...

Lets get it on (or better yet over with). By Ollie. So, I’m seeing a guy on Friday. At least I’m supposed to. Ideally, I’d be able to say that it’s chill and doesn’t mean anything, but anyone who knows me will knows that I’m about to die of a panic attack any moment. Something about guys, relationships and romance speaks directly to the part of my adrenal gland which is responsible for pure potent dread. And I often compare my experience with dating like being thrown into the final week of Strictly for Samba week but… you don’t know the moves. Everything about dating scares me. The vulnerability, the unknown, the awkwardness. For someone who considers themselves quite the conversationalist, I always seem to choke on my words in any context where a spark may ignite at any moment. I think what separates any kind of socialising between friends and romantic partners apart is comfortability. When I’m around friends, its easy, I know them and they know me. I don’t have to worry about w...

Ha llegado la primavera Por Ollie Entonces, estoy sentada en la oficina, escuchando música y hablando con un chico en Hinge. El clima de hoy está súper soleado y, según esto, tengo un estado de ánimo más positivo. Quería escribir un blog esta semana, pero acabo de tener la idea de escribirlo en español para practicar. No sé sobre qué tema voy a escribir, pero creo que escribir es una actividad súper relajante y tranquila. Me parece que cuando el clima está mejor, me siento mejor. Aunque tenga planes divertidos o no, es difícil sentirse triste cuando está soleado afuera. El calor del sol en la cara o la vista de un cielo azul. La gente reunida en las calles y una sensación compartida de haber superado el invierno. Nunca me ha importado mucho la primavera. Mi estación favorita es el otoño, debido a Halloween y al ambiente acogedor. Por supuesto, el invierno es popular por la Navidad, y a todo el mundo le encanta el verano. ¿Pero la primavera? ¿No es la menos interesante? Para nos...