Silly Hats Abound!

It's getting really close now.

On Thursday I'll leave the only country I've ever really known. 10 days in Japan and 2 weeks in Australia do not compare to a one way ticket to Europe. I don't even know what to think, what to feel. It's all kind of numb. I'm hoping that it's a happy kind of numb, rather than a what-have-I-gotten-myself-into kind of numb. Although, I guess I'll only really know when I'm in Singapore, all far away and by myself.

So until then, there's only the waiting.

Out of the flat and into my Mum's house. It's really quiet here. I watch tv for the sake of something to do. I like my mum and it's nice being at home, relaxing and not going to work (it's the not paying rent part that I like the most). Yet it is so different from the social hub that was my flat. Even when I was home alone, as was common in the week leading up to graduation, it still felt as though I was connected to people. Now I find myself surfing facebook compulsively, for the sake of familiar faces and familiar syntax.

By the by, I graduated last week. I wore a silly square hat and an ungainly gown, neither of which fitted properly and if it wasn't for the family heritage I would have been all the more bothered. As it was, I was just a little irritated.
However, I didn't fall over, my hat didn't tumble off my head, and I didn't sneeze or spray other bodily fluids pre-hand shaking.

'Twas sad. I hadn't really prepared myself mentally to say goodbye to everyone and then we were each being swept away by over-excited family members, and there were only brief hat tips and little gifts and very, very sad cards.

So now I am trying to meet up with people in Aucky, saying goodbye and whatnot.

I think I have forgotten more German than can be good for me, especially prior to a trip to Germany. I have demanded Spaghettieis from my brother and his forgiveness for my sleep-deprivation-induced-uncoordination. That was a great word. Pity the days of academic essays are behind me. Though with all those hyphens, it'd probably only count as one word, and therefore not be of any REAL use.

Well then. I should mention Bones = *tear* and Doctor Who = damn two parters of which you won't be able to see the end.
Anyhoo, Tally-ho and away I go.