... in which there is change

I finished working at school on Friday, and began my new job yesterday. I'm enjoying it so far, but am exhausted already. My journey home used to take me roughly 20 minutes and I'd be home by 4pm. It now takes me an hour and I'm home at around 8pm.

Having said that though, there's a lot to be said for having a job that doesn't make you want to scream into a pillow.

A more coherent blog will follow soon. Pinky promise!!

...in which I do the Happy Dance

So I got my rejection letter from uni yesterday. I wasn't disappointed, in fact I think I was a little relieved. It'd be a waste of time and money for me to do the course now I've got my heart set on teaching, but I knew my dad would push me to accept the place if they offered it to me.

I had a job interview today for a learning support post in a local school, which I wanted so bad! I had my interview a couple of hours ago and they just phoned me to offer me the job :) :) :) :)

Am so smiley. I can now begin to count down the days I have left working in a soul-destroying coffee shop :)

Whoop whoop!!

...in which I lament

I realised today that I am almost permanently in a state of nostalgia. Some of the things, or time periods tht I miss are reasonable but I even miss the 70s. In case I've failed to mention it in this blog, I'm a few days away from turning 22, which means I didn't even come close to experiencing that decade.

But I get a good feeling from it nonetheless :)

I started a new job today, as a learning support assistant at a local college.
Perks include;
- it's 2 roads away from me which means I can walk there in nice weather
- there is free staff parking for lazy/cold days on which I shall drive there
- no uniform
- similarly, I can wear however many earrings I want
- Suzy! She works there too
- nice moneys
- it involves sitting down
- it will look stellar on my CV
- I don't come home smelling of coffee

Yay.

It is my birthday in 5 days and I shall be 22 :)