When principals lead you astray…

The title may insist that I’m going to have a whinge about principles when that is not the case at all! I am a man of my principals, my principals send my life in awry directions here and there, principals in general are a moral guardian that safeguard us against what we would deem unsatisfactory or just plain wrong.. for me I draw the line at taking pleasure in a pornographic film featuring two transsexuals getting it on. Lets take a moment to swing a thank you towards my principals.

So today, I was driving home after completing the JLPT exam, which went fantastic btw, only to be confronted with the decision of a life time, a moral dilemma, the precipice of my principals boundaries. What to do, what to do I asked myself as a weighed up the situation at hand.
The age old fork in the road scenario.. yes it happened to me folks, only this time I was bound by principal to take the harder route. So basically I was heading home as I’ve said, problem was the left exit took me back towards the city (where I do not live) where as going straight would take me into the unknown.
My reasoning was simple, I’m not going away from where I want to be and by going towards the city I would be in effect heading away from home.. so logically my only available option was to go straight, into the unknown and look for an entrance to the M1 that heads towards home…

This is me adventuring minus all the snow and the chick with the skiing stuff.

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Yeah so little did I know that I was in for an adventure. Some may call it a misfortune, a waste of time, an idiotic venture fueled by ego.. but no, I call it an adventure.
From the fork in the road I left Griffith university’s Nathan Campus and set out for a better way, a way that would lead me home without going backwards. Now I stress that I succeeded here, however if I’m going to be completely honest and transparent I have to say that forward wasn’t the only direction I went.. throughout this adventure it seems I had no choice but to go side to side numerous times.. this is a fact of life peoples, I don’t need to be critiqued just know that I got home conforming to my principals every step of the way.

Given time and some writing implements, I could map out the route I took to get home from that fateful fork.. that map however would be very wrong as I pretty much explored that entire region and I’m not so good with map drawing. I can tell you though that at one point I was on the east side of the freeway and at another point I was on the west side of the freeway… and then the east and then the west until finally settling on the east. The point is peoples that I went places, and I saw stuff.. and I maintain that I did not go backwards but forwards all the way! except where I went on the east side, then the west side and then back on the east side and so on and so fourth. But wait! there’s more, to my astonishment I think that I have found a shortcut from point A to point B.. yes that’s right. My principals, undoubtedly led me to discover a once unknown shortcut for the people of Brisbane. BUT WAIT! there’s more!!! after finally getting myself onto the freeway I saw something, something which has inspired me and many others I’m sure. Yes folks, you guessed it right.. I saw a motorbike laced with Christmas decorations that was fitted to look as though it was a magical reindeer. Two words…

And that, my friends, is how I happened to be led astray by my principals.. well, now that I think about it I wasn’t really led astray at all, merely shown the light and given guidance by my moral guardians (bob and billy) allowing me able to beat down the ideology that going backwards in life is OK whilst being in awe of a twinkling mechanical reindeer.

What a day! (read: hour long drive home)