Order & Change

This week has seen a lot of changes; though for the better.

As you know, I had my graduation ceremony from uni, and along with the formalities of the ceremony, the fabulous firework display and the many glasses of champagne downed, me and my best friend made it to the casino with some friends and had a brilliant night. In essence, uni was one big party and it'll be sad not to be going this year, though I don't doubt I'll study more in the future.

Dad moved home for good this week, and there seems to be order in the house when we're all here. All the man jobs were done immediately, we eat dinner as a family and it just feels right. The years of him being a sailor and living away with the police haven't been damaging, but I do prefer him living at home.

I also quit my job two weeks ago and started a new one. Perhaps I'm just tired of computer and system based jobs that are dead end, and the draining drive through peak hour every morning (especially when the drive involves drivers from Perth - the most rude, obnoxious, uncourteous wankers, basically). Plus, financially it makes a lot more sense to work closer to home without parking and fuel costs. So far, I love the new job and I plan to just work hard and work lots before I leave.

For now, there's the comfort that when I leave, dad's back home so I'm not leaving mum on her own, I won't have to deal with wanker drivers, I will get to wear tights year long, and for all the bastards in London, no one will come close to the ones I've met here.