For a while now I’ve been going into my local toy store with the sole purpose of standing in the Lego aisle to stare at the boxes of building blocks.
Because they’re not just building blocks – they’re awesome little worlds waiting to be created and played with.
I’m sure some of you know about my interest in aliens, (seriously, do you want to hear about the time I saw a space ship?) not a hardcore interest, I don’t have a basement full of U.F.O sighting magazines or a telescope etc, what I have instead is a healthy enjoyment of alien stories. I totally believe in aliens, because why wouldn’t you? If we exist, then I’m pretty sure other creatures exist somewhere in space. It’s kinda self-centred this idea that we’re the only living things in the universe, don’t you think? So the ‘Alien Conquest’ Lego was what I’d pick up and look at each time I went in.
Here’s what I put together: Also, it was my first ever set.
Yeah, I know, I’m no longer a kid, I’m supposed to be ‘grown up’. Surely a gal like me would be busy worrying about university assignments, work commitments and planning a wedding or something, right? Well actually, if I’m going to explain myself properly, I have none of those things going on at the moment. My life has hit a very low moment. (Circumstantially that is, personally I’m feeling pretty alright) I’m unemployed, not at university again until February next year and have thus far not been properly proposed to. That time when I imagined Mr. Bingly confessing his love for me then asking me to be his wife probably doesn’t count, huh.
But you know, my life is getting on track. University starts soon and I cannot wait. I’ve applied for some good jobs. I’m moving to a new town for school in a couple of months, and this time, it’s actually sorted out, it’s not just a wishy-washy ‘yeah I think I’m moving…’ I’ve had some lovely responses on my blog. I try to be a good person. So you know what, people who might be bagging my choice to get some Lego because of how stagnant I am at the moment? Get over it. Everyone needs a little pick-me-up every now and then. (To be honest I don’t have to explain my life to anybody, least of all you, yeah, you in the shirt.) Mine just happened to be in the form of alien toys.
Bad-ass alien toys.