Surprises.

Sometimes I even surprise myself.

A different way of being - a different way of thinking.

Rationalising things that aren't meant to be rationalised (okay that isn't even remotely new)

Happier with myself, and my decisions, than I think I should be allowed to be.

11:11.

Relieved. Excited. Stressed.

Demanding physically and emotionally.

Empowering.

Enlightening.

I barely even recognize myself. 

voted.

Who pays for the "I voted" stickers?

In all honesty. We need them for uni, but I feel they are a bit redundant in the real world. Just sayin' 

Endorphin

Happiness.

Smile.

I really should not be as happy as I am - but I. Just. am. 

conundrum.

what do you do when you know you have a problem

but you have no intention - or desire - to fix it? 

Ego, is not a dirty word.

A sentiment I don't tend to agree with.


There are many instances were having too much of an Ego can be, and is, a negative thing.


However, there are instances where having an ego (or confidence) is a good thing.


When is the right time to be confident, egotistical [ego-testical for those who remember those days?] or when is it best, to just shut up, smile and be pretty?

I guess I'm falling into a gender trap here. That if I'm flaunting my ego, then I'm not being feminine. Why do I feel that way? I shouldn't. Realistically. I can be a confident woman without it being a real issue, right? yet, it doesn't really feel that way.

I guess a lot of this stems from a deep inner psyche - my own issues with gender roles in society and in my own life. That girls should be seen and not heard, and yet... I'm not that. Not even a little a bit.

I want to say I'm confident in myself - and I don't feel that should be a negative thing.

But the truth is a lot more complicated than that.

At times I am boisterous and obnoxious (read: confident) but realistically I am just as insecure and nervous as the next person, if not more.

Facade? maybe. Question is, why do I need it? Or better yet, why do I want it? 

Happiness.

Should not be placed in other peoples hands.

and yet - it so often is.

peace out.

What if?

A constant struggle of life.

What if I hadn't have...?

What if I don't...? 

What if I can't... ? 

What if I do... ?

What if I can't cope... ? 

What if I'm settling ... ?

What if I'm struggling... ? 

What if this is the best it's going to get... ? 

What if it is the worst?

life. so uncertain. 

guilt.

over riding my being.

painful.

heartbreaking.

guilt.

being a human and making terrible mistakes is just not fun. 

2am.

How am I gonna be an optimist about this?


And if you close your eyes,  does it almost feel like nothings changed at all?

a breathe of fresh air

inhale. deep. breath.

hold it tight in my lungs. 

exhale.

trying to hold onto the memories, the sensations. 

the exhilaration.

is there such a thing as too much of a good thing? 

too much fun? 

too much freedom? 

happy to be alive. 

Exciting times

8.5 weeks left until I leave the country on my very own exciting adventure!  To see the world ! Well central America. To learn Spanish, to teach English, to learn about myself and to celebrate true adulthood.

Strange huh?

Cannot wait!

So much money draining from my savings account (not yet since I have paid for everything on credit cards so far but soon)

Exciting none the less to think I will soon be jetting off all by myself for the very first time. Eee!

.

time has past.

I made up my mind.

I bought my flights. [life is great]

now to work. and save. and plan. and feel like the edge of the world is just in my reach.

ready and waiting, on the precipice of the rest of my life.

excited. to travel. to learn. to understand.

still feels a bit like I'm treading water until then though.

waiting. waiting. waiting. 

Family.

The past week has been full of a lot of time spent with family.

Time I wouldn't normally get.

Sleep overs.

Drunken nights.

Crazy nights.

Many stories. Secrets. Lies. Heartaches.

Release. Tears. Hugs. Love.

Fear.

It was lovely to see my sister for an entire weekend, to express my fears and concerns about my future and my life with my family, and to get their opinion.

Family.

So vital, so important.

Trust, Love and Faith.

Clear as mud

One week.

This is how long I am giving myself to decide. Big or small. Corporate or family.

I feel each day I get closer to deciding and then I end up just as confused as ever the next day.

I think I may actually have a condition where I am unable to decide. What.A.Joke.

I don't want to feel guilty. For leaving or for staying.

I think that giving it a go might be the best option,  then I can come back if it isn't what I want.

But right now I am scared and stuck. That once I do make a decision I'm still going to be in murky water.

Why must it be so difficult? 

Somebody. Please tell me what I want. Please.

Conservative

In a nut shell. I think I found my problem.


I'm conservative


I don't take risks


I never have


I follow more often than lead, because it's comfortable and easy and because it is trusted.


I don't spend money (if I can help it) I first discovered this at a young age - Ironically playing Neopets. I cared more about the size of my bank account that I didn't even feed my poor pets.


I think this is why I am struggling so much with the decision I need to make. Because it isn't clear. There is no answer. I can't solve this the way I would a mathematics problem. And I know not all of them have a clear solution either, but this is different. There isn't a path I see that is clearly better than the other.

There isn't a path that doesn't get me at least a little bit dirty.

What do I do now?

Where do I want to go?

Who do I want to be?

I want to matter.

I want to enjoy my job.

I want to be good at it.

I don't want to stress.

I want to travel, now and in the future.

I want to succeed, I want to be able to use the skills that I have in a way that will make a difference.

I think I like being a Pricing Analyst more than I do Data, if today was anything to go by.

Its hard to believe how much I have learnt in the last three months working in Electricity, and its hard to believe how scary I found it at first. Okay I still do sometimes.

I think that is another issue, that I still - quite regularly - feel stressed. And the need to prove myself, and my worth, and my talent (what is that again?!) that isn't even a joke. I still struggle to fathom what I am good at on my bad days. Today however was one of my good days.

I like the good days - although, at times I kind of wish I hated my job and leaving it would be easy, rather than this mess I seem to have got myself into at the moment. What do I do, and how do I do it?

Who would have thought having to decide your career at 22 would be this hard? Maybe it isn't really hard at all and I'm just scared. Probably.

Tomorrow I think I will write a Pro-Con list. 

rock & hardplace

It is time to figure out what I want from my life - do I take the big corporate job that I have already accepted - or do I forge ahead with a company that has the potential to really change things.


It seems like it isn't really an issue, what do you want? but the question is, what do I want? Whilst the bottom dollar is a big part of it, it isn't everything.

Where do I see myself in 5 years? Where do I see myself in 3 years? What do I want from my career?

The truth?

I want Career progression. I don't want to be the bottom feeder my entire life.

I want to earn good money, but similarly work hard to do so.

I want to be a part of something, something that means something to someone.

I want to be able to use my mathematics - at least a bit.

I want to be able to use the personal skills I also have developed over the past 22 years of existing.

I want to travel (right now, but if I take a full time job that could be put on the back burner)

I want to continue learning (not necessarily studying, but learning. Data insight, or higher level statistics, or hell just about the electricity industry in general)

I want to know I didn't make the wrong decision - but what if it I do?

I want to not feel guilty, but at the moment, no matter which decision I make I know I will feel guilty.

60

hour.work.week.

what?

is this even legitimate?

not even half way there yet either. 40 hours in the next 3 days, going to die. fuckmylife.

so excited to a spare minute, or hour, or day to myself.

to think and have fun.

to run around, maybe even outside!

had date night last night. Was much fun.

Went to the movies for the first time since I can remember, I genuinely can't remember that last time I went to the movies... was it even this year? Actually I am now having a flashback to going to the movies at Jam Factory somewhat recently - so maybe that's a lie. I'm struggling with the fact I can't remember what it may have been - starting to lose my marbles, clearly.

At work at the moment, phone isn't ringing, kind of bored. Not looking forward to tomorrow when I struggle with determining the excel formula to deal with of 60,000 data cells and NOT crash the computer. Frustrating. Heart wrenching. Takes 10x longer than is necessary. The words "not enough resources" actually drives me crazy!

*breathes deep*

I'm actually going through a phase of trying to fix my sleep patterns, that is reducing them so I don't sleep so.damn.much. So instead of needing so much sleep I can utilize my days and all those precious hours..

8.25 hours.

Go to sleep at 11:30pm

wake up 7:45am

I can, I will do this. *definite nod*

One free day

Today was the first day since finishing exams that I haven't had to go to work.

I don't know why this should seem like such a surprise to myself - but it is. I didn't even realize I had agreed to work quite that much and all of a sudden I am working beyond belief.

Would be a lot better if I didn't feel like I was still struggling financially - I am aware that I'm not actually struggling - money is just such an elusive measure. You have it, until you don't. (huh, philosophical there!)


But in all seriousness - its like no matter how much more I make, it doesn't seem quick enough or that it will last me til my next pay cycle (even though it always does). Stupid really, but a fact of life.

I have been panicking a little bit recently about my exams, struggling to find what I am going to do if I fail. It really isn't the end of the world - but it isn't a fun thought either.

In other news, I have enjoyed this day off pretty well. Breakfast with the in-laws, lunch with the boy, did my washing and now watching some Grey's Anatomy whilst writing a blog. Definitely could have had a worse day.

Big day tomorrow, working 9am - 9pm for good ol' Tom, back to back five hours shift with a two hour break. I'm actually quite excited for it. Although I am not all that good at getting up early enough for a 9am start. Although I am sure I will, it is going to be slightly difficult for me to do so. 

The money is definitely worth the slight torment though. Definitely.

And now I am going to play some Zelda and have some good funtimes. see ya'll later

xx

My University Career In Numbers

• 3.5 years
• 7 semester
• 24 subjects
• 15 maths
• 4 Breadth
• 3 Chemistry
• 2 Physics
• 20 exams (at least 70%)
• 0 fails*
• >60 written assignments
• >300 pages of written assignments
• 6 Essays [10 000 word count]
• 4 foam parties
• 6 EOX 
• 1 Paint'n'Glow
• 2 Prosh Weeks
• 1 Long Drive

• 3 Productions
• 10 jobs
• 2 overseas trips
• 10 countries
• countless adventures
• 1 Road Trip
• 6 seasons of Volleyball
• 8 seasons of Netball
• 2 seasons of Basketball
• 1 Premiership
• 7 Runners up
• 1 club Best & Fairest
• 2 years FLW committee 
• Social Officer 2011-12
• Company Manger 2012-13
• 2 subjects as Class Rep
• Countless free BBQ's  

Finally Free - I hope

Well.

These past 3 weeks have been a blur, of studying and crying.
of eating and sleeping.
rinse and repeat.

It has been a hard slog.

and I'm not even sure if I have passed.

I have a sick empty feeling inside that is saying to me - you haven't passed.

It's such a possibility.

Such a big, brutal possibility.

What do I do when or if that happens?

For now I wait. I wait with abated breath.

with strong, strong levels of concern.

A feeling deep in my stomach that feels like I am constantly on the verge of throwing up.

Although I think that is a little (or a lot) to do with the other things going on at the moment.

Somebody asked me about it, and I said it was the emotional equivalent of being kicked in the nuts. I don't know what that feels like, but if I did, I would say it was something like this.

Something I should have realized was on the cards to be honest - and yet it still came as such a shock. Like a slap to the face, or an unexpected glass of water.

I want to say now is a bad time, but is there ever a good time? Probably not. Just wish I knew if I was passing or failing first. That would be nice.

Studying.

When it is all you do that your brain turns to mush.
Feels like a contradiction in terms.  (I still hear that in Guido Contini's voice - Nine)
So tired. So desperate for it to all be over.
Cannot wait for the freedom on the other side.

Struggling.

To keep on track.

To study.

To feel as though the end is really near.

It all feels too far away, too surreal.

Exciting. Nerve Racking.

Petrifying (yeah, still have to actually sit those exams I am destined to fail)

What if I do fail?

scared. nervous. excited.

First line of credit

10,000

that is how much my bank thinks I can afford to spend; to be in debt. 

It was an interesting (nerve racking) experience applying for a credit card.

I actually applied for two, was declined by one but accepted by the other.

This was actually what I expected. The one that declined is not with my bank (and is my pre card) but I knew my bank account would be more inclined to approve me.

It is an interesting premise though, that one bank thinks I am stable enough to have a 10k limit (which is ridiculous mind you, more than a quarter of my current annual wage) and another isn't even willing to give me 500 flat.

I plan on applying for that card again in 2 months time, when I will have credit history (ta-da the reason I applied for the card I have been approved for in the first place).

For any one who is interested its because it is the best card in the market to use as a travel card (no international transaction fees, no charge for withdrawal from international ATMS and no conversion fee) I just need to convince them I'm not a credit risk before October. Shouldn't be too difficult. right?

In other news, looking for a room mate. I have asked somebody (who I think would work well in housemate dynamics/is a pretty awesome friend) but it all depends still.

Can't afford the place by ourselves though. 

Especially with all the money I wish to spend on my upcoming trip! really excited, in case you couldn't tell

In other news, turns out I am pretty good at getting people employed! A family friend, and that same really good friend are both starting at work #2 soon. Good too, as staff are dropping like flies here. (Almost as regularly as the literal flies)

This past week has been a tough one, exam study, assignments, essay prep, work work work. But now the fun REALLY starts. Hello Swot Vac, my old fiend.

Petrified. So. So Petrified.

Another day.

More study.
Less sleep.
Only so much caffeine can do past a certain point.
So tired I could cry
Must push through
Study.
Must finish notes
Must start practice exams
Must pass subjects.
So tired I could cry.

It's all relative

It is kind of funny how times change?

I currently have $589.65 in my everyday account.

I only mention this because this week I was worrying I wouldn't have enough money to see me through til next payday (not this Thursday but the next) because I had put too much into my savings account (which I will not touch, if I do I don't get my amazing 0.8 extra points in interest!)

I had to laugh at myself when I realized what I was implying. That I couldn't last 10 days without spending nearly $600!  Now yes, I do spend more money now I don't live at home (and can't cook, and inadvertently end up buying a large proportion of my meals) but not being able to spend less than $300 a week if I have to?! Ridiculous.

Not actually an issue mind you, unless something major happens to Judith or I get drunk and decide its a great idea to put all my available cash on my myki (its happened before, and okay not an unsound investment I do use it, but so unnecessary when I have other things I can do with my money)

It just made me laugh for the days when I would never let my everyday account have more than 100 dollars in it - wasted space since it doesn't get any interest! Where now, $500 isn't even that much money (I joke, it still is. I look at my flight prices to L.A) but still, I would make it in a week easily. One pay check and that number is doubled. Which is why it feels so uneasy I think, because it feels like it could all go in a heart beat (which it could realistically) and what do I do if it does?

the answer is simple; I wait til next Thursday, it is not that long away. I guess it is nice to save, but it is also nice to spend. And when you work more, the want to spend more is kind of there. But the ability to actually do so (when is there time?!) is definitely lessened.

All offers on the table

Finally had one of the most honest conversations I've had in awhile with one of bosses from Meridian, about my intentions next year, what I am feeling/my offer/where I am at the moment.

I guess I was expecting a bit more of a "here is your offer with us, take it or leave it" but it wasn't like that at all.

They were very open about letting me do what I want, literally whatever I want.

I can come back to work after exams - I can not.

I can take up a job full time/career - or I can not.

I can work when I want, for what I want.

It is borderline ridiculous.

It was a weight off my shoulders though. Especially after the roster stress of the last few weeks, now I can relax and know the next term isn't going to be as bad as I was thinking.

Plus I might actually be able to save some substantial money! Which also would be lovely.

I still need to talk to the big boss.

The one who informs me that taking the offer at PwC is not a good idea, that I should hold out for Deloitte.

But what if I am holding out forever?

I guess it is worth discussing it with him, and maybe it will be a coffee date with somebody from Deloitte. I think I have more of a respect for PwC though than I have given credit for up until now. They were willing to take such a big chance on me, and  I want to help them move into a league I know they want to go, to grow and be a leading player.

It could be really exciting to be a part of that.

Or maybe I'm just naive?

But I guess I am young enough to make the wrong decisions. This is the time to make the wrong decisions, but to make them for the right reasons.

I have this gut feeling that next year could be great. The beginning of the rest of my life, so to speak. And a part of me, quite a big part, wants that to be with PwC, and there needs to be some hard selling done to change my mind...

Excited, confused and scared

For my future.
It's just around the corner
D-day
When I need to officially - emotionally and mentally - commit to it.
To know what I want
Or at least decide what I will do about it.
For being truly independent from University (let's face it I practically am now)
For working in a job that will be the beginning of my career.

Today the Senior Consultant for pwc in analytics came into uni to give a talk about future mathematical career possibilities. Of which one of them is his job - my job to be.

He made one statement that freaked me out a little

we hire graduates who have been studying 4-5 years.  Honours/Masters/postgrad

Um what I am? 

It was also nice to hear what kinds of things I could expect given he was where I hope to be in 4 years time... better yet,  he was selling the job I HAVE coming up. It was great. I loved what he said. Which I guess leaves me even less likely to renege on the offer. 

Side note - applications for masters next semester were opening today and I hadn't even known or cared... guess I'm comfortable with that decision too.

Disclaimer - wrote this blog on Tuesday 21st but it just wouldn't post from my phone.

Better the devil you know

Doubting myself a little as of late

Work 1 have released a tentative schedule for the upcoming roster, and I guess I've realized nothing is going to change.

I'm so excited for Uni to finish, but actually it has been my excuse for not getting anything done - but is not the reason at all.

A scary notion since I am going to be spending the next 30 years of my life... working.

Working is tough.

Money is great, but the 9-5 (or more like 8 - 10) lifestyle is a bit soul crushing at times. I barely find time to think, let alone study, and the idea that not having to worry about the study part will make it any easier is somewhat of a joke.

I will be less stressed (hopefully, although the potential conflict of works is not looking too pleasant)

But I'm not going to have any more time.

Do I even need to work this much? No probably not.

The money is nice though.

I do want to travel, and not have to worry about funding.

Would be great to not have to work though? Or to get paid just to do things that are fun/changing.

I guess that's the pipe dream, maybe my job will be like that, but what if it isn't? A thought that kind of scares me; not being able to enjoy my work. I've worked hard to try and get a good, respectable job, that suits me. But what if my idea of what I like isn't actually what I like at all? Silly? maybe. But still a thought I have had a few times in my life. What if I'm not actually any good at numbers as I have thought my whole life that I am?

I've gotten comfortable at Uni.

I know how to do it.

In the most part I have figured out how to pass/succeed if I have the time (hopefully I pass this semester #fuck.im.an.idiot.sometimes)

I don't know if I am ready to be responsible.

I guess I am already, but it doesn't feel like it.

And now as I get closer to graduating (going into my last week of uni... what?!) its becoming more and more relevant. And I am scared. Excited. but scared.

8:30

Isn't as bad a time to wake up when you go to bed at a reasonable time.
 
Who knew?

Ah who am I kidding,  definitely still snoozed my alarm 3 times...

But! I am awake and at uni in time for class and almost feeling like a fully functioning human being that I might be able to get some work done!  Hoorah!

Such an insane Monday night. A good netball win though :)

Now for one tonight! 

Xx

Living, Working and Competing in a mans world

I've always been competitive.

A fighter.

A little bit of a feminist in my formative/younger years (A title I don't really wish to be associated with nowadays, due to a lot of negative connotations)

And something I have always found interesting is that whilst I can remember defiantly informing people in my life that girls had all the same opportunities as boys; nobody really believed me.

An interesting notion; since as far as I have felt growing up, things have in fact been EASIER for me as a girl. Or at least, a lot less competitive.

In a generation fighting for gender equality, I have found myself able to rise above, probably more than I deserve, on the basis of being a girl.

Attending a Private School on a scholarship because I was a girl (and the not-so-recently boys school turned Co-ed were able to award scholarships to girls ahead of boys)

Being chosen for jobs over men with the same (if not better) qualifications based on the desire to "increase gender equality". However so many less girls apply. In fact, girls just don't do what I do. (mostly)

Which is another thing, I've never really felt that I was confined into doing something based on my gender (I can't cook, and I daresay I will not be a "stay-at-home" mum) but I have noticed that so many people around me have.

I don't feel like studying a maths major is all that "boy" specific, and yet there are so few girls that do it. Stranger yet was the number of girls who applied for a job in Assurance at PwC. At my assessment centre I was one of four girls (in a room of 24) and the only Caucasian. I didn't even realize I would be walking into such an advantage but I was. Company's are so focused on trying to make gender equality, that I feel I've barely had to try to be offered jobs, not saying that I haven't tried. I have.

Maybe I have unintentionally tried hard expecting it to be more challenging for me than the boys around me, and have in fact just been experiencing the benefits of my struggles. It definitely doesn't feel that way though, not in the slightest.

I guess I should take this win whilst I still can, since my desire to one day have children is definitely going to hinder my career a lot more than my male counter parts. Guess that is one reason I am pushing my career so early, able to have a good grounding before I need to take 12weeks - 6months off for children. But then again, maybe I'm wishing my life away.

That's my tidbit for today (actually this blog has been a couple of days in the making I just keep forgetting to finish it to post).

It all stems from something a friend said to me. We were in a stats lecture, and the lecturer gave an example of experimental design and mentioned that "maybe for example, males are more likely to get a job than females", and my friend lent over and said "Well not at PwC" and I guess he was right. I got the job, and he didn't. He is a better student, and from our reviews, a better worker too. It doesn't really makes sense to me that I would be more what they were looking for than him, but then again, I might be selling myself too short (a quality more common in women than men, and a contributing factor in the difference in pays for men and women in the same careers - interesting tidbit)

I guess I just need to ride the wave whilst I still can - take all opportunities life is willing to give me. I've always been one to want to do things myself, be the person who knew things (go against "Its who you know, not what you know") but I've learnt as time goes on, that I am just denying myself the same thing everybody else is doing, and for what? my Pride?

Whoops, side tracked. Should probably write a new post all about that!

I think that is enough food for thought for now

xx

Arts degree

Why didn't I do one again? 

Oh yeah. Because I'm obsessed with numbers. 

Still frustrating that an essay I know was terrible got near perfect marks. Obviously I'm okay with this - I got a good mark. But I hate that whilst I did put in effort,  it was a lot less effort I put in for my subjects which will get probably the same,  if not worse,  marks.

And I am GOOD at what I do. 

People come to me for help/advice

I know my shit.

So why is it so hard? 

China

Blog removed.

Not going to be  that girl 

Studying

Its all about the detail

Handed in an assignment where I didn't hand in a whole question.

Question wasn't marked.

So lucky.

Waiting for all the balls to come crashing down.  But maybe they won't? 

Slept for 12 hours last night. Ridiculous. Amazing.

Sick as a dog but the sleep is definitely helping me feel better.

Onto more interesting topics - I managed to "kill" my lecturer with the severity of my mistakes in an assignment -  and got better than 80%. Seems ludicrous but makes sense in context (same assignment I didn't hand in question 2 too, everything coming up Milhouse? )

Well time to study.

Posting from my phone - is it obvious? 

maths.

Is fun.

right up until it isn't.

actually, it is usually the other way around.

It is heartbreak. Frustration. Painstakingly overwhelming.

until you get it.

and the numbers fall into place in a way you could never imagine.

Such beauty. Such clarity.

Oh wait, is it backwards? why is it backwards?

 and you are back, back to square one and you hate yourself all over again.

Or its 5am and you still haven't finished an assignment.

Or its 12pm and you have 300 lecture slides to rewrite.

Or you are handing in an assignment you just can't convince yourself is correct.

but then there are the moments. Some small moments. That make you love the apparent simplicity of what otherwise is intimidatingly complex.

rant over.

In other news, the Senior Consultant from my department at PwC is giving a speech at uni next week, for a "Careers in Mathematics" talk. Have I officially made it? What a scary, and exciting thought.

Time

Just goes so much faster nowadays.

I know that sounds a little bit crazy; and the mathematician in me says its probably a relativity thing. One year is always one year, but when you are five its another fifth of your life, where now it is less than 5% !

It feels like yesterday I was celebrating the new year.

Maybe a week ago I was turning 21.

And about a month ago I was backpacking through South America.

When I was planning travelling again after that trip, 18 months seemed like such a long time to wait.

But now, that trip is fast approaching and I am a lot less prepared than I thought I would be.

Where is all that money I was going to save? And amazing Spanish skills I was going to have, and of course, why is my entire life not sorted out? I think the only bit that DID go to plan (by pure chance) is that I don't still live at home! Life aspiration achieved [unintentional Sims reference, backsliding a little bit there]  

Sometimes it is hard to remember life doesn't always go to the lovely plans you set out, but it is still fun to try.

Whilst those questions still linger, I am determined to get away. Especially if I am going to be starting full time work in March, this is the last chance I am going to get to get away.

As I work each day - and exams edge closer - and the end is almost in touch. I actually want time to slow down a bit, so I can have everything I want (like actually seeing some of my friends!) when I want it. I know this has been a choice, and it is a choice I have made deliberately. Its only 6 months, right? (with 4.5 down, only 1.5 to go)


Oh and Happy Mothers Day to all those mothers out there!

Another thing that makes me feel old - the number of people I know having children/getting married. I thought that phase of my life was at least another 3-5 years away.

And yet, some of my friends might still be at Uni for another 3 years, I guess just because we graduate high school at the same time doesn't mean everything else will be the same. Time plays a lovely roll in that. Time that rules our lives, that dictates so many of our decisions, but at the end of the day is a constant in all of our lives.

Just another weekend

Well it may have been my birthday recently but it is definitely quickly back to the grindstone!

After 3 days of birthday related joys - Wednesday night dinner, Thursday night drinks, Friday night dinner -  it is time to get stuck back into studying and working for my keep!

With a bit over a month til I am completely finished (20th of June if you didn't already know) it is hard to believe my university career is finally coming to an end. [Disclaimer: Pass Pending]

It has been a very quick three years, but so much has changed since 2010 (or better yet, since 2009)

The strangest and most amazing part is the amount of things that have changed for the better. It is hard to say what counts as successful in life; but one thing is for sure I am a lot happier and comfortable with who I am, and I what I want in life. I just need to pass ;)

Well, enough procrastinating with this blog, time to write out some lecture notes and learn some mathematical things for those exams that are coming up a lot sooner than I would like! And before I have to go to work, like I do every Saturday, such a rebel right here.


xx

A new age; A new blog

                                                         Happy Birthday to me!

but in all seriousness, it is hard to believe a whole year has passed since I turned 21.

My entire life my mother has said when she was 22 was the best year of her life. I don't know if that will be the same for me [So far I have found that each year of my life has been better than the one before - a trend I hope to continue] but one thing I am sure of, is that this is my first year out on my own - living the "adult" life, making my own choices, and learning how to be the person I want to be.

It is very exciting, nerve-racking, times

I look forward to sharing some of it with you, or more importantly beginning this journey together

Plus, I plan on travelling for a good portion of this year - so really this is just the beginning of what will be my travel blog ! Hopefully.

Expect a dash of my life, thrown at a blog and seeing what sticks.

much love and respect to you all

Sarah