On the bus to my first day. Wow. I'm excited but that's probably because it's my birthday too. It's so strange not to have any clue of what to expect. We live our lives on routine and I took that for granted back in New Zealand. It's so easy to not know anything, like on Friday when we went to Glasgow. I had no idea of what smells, sights, actions, or places would be like.
I'm nervous that I've made the wrong decision especially with someone on LinkedIn headhunting me yesterday and another interview planned prior to confirming work. What is it? Fate or destiny or my own choices? I didn't really have a choice choosing this job. Was kind of made to take it due to my circumstances.
It frustrates me that it's an internship as I wasn't aware of that case when applying. I had been avoiding applying for internships in my chosen field as I thought I'd past that stage of my life. I am 26 years old!
I've brought birthday cake for the staff and am listening to Two Door Cinema Club to get amped for the day.
Breakfast was beautiful. J is such a handsome, thoughtful man. Today will be the longest we've spent apart since leaving New Zealand on December 31st. We are so dependant on each other.
Nearly at my first day - wish me luck! x
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