Leaving on a jet plane... La la la la la

Well, it's off tomorrow, it all has a very odd feel to it, maybe because I'm sitting here in my parents house where I have always pretty much lived and now I'm off... to actually "live" somewhere else. Always when I've gone away I've "stayed" and not really "lived" there is quite a distinction for me.

The pressure could quickly be taken off when I get to NZ as ASB group are showing some interest in me, they have a group of insurance, investment and banking companies and I'm very interested in working for them. They're not in the CBD of Auckland but in a suburb by the name of Takapuna where I've been quite a few times. We'll see, I know I have things to offer employers if in the right environment, you can't go through uni as I have twice (very easily) without being able to do stuff for an employer (otherwise what would the point be of showing well at uni?).

So I'm to give them a call.

My bags are all packed, I'm quite close to the limit on one of my bags (32kg) whereas the other is a bit under, I've got a huge amount of stuff to take. When deciding what to take and what to leave anything from Sooz is pretty much coming with me, that tends to be a deciding factor between two bits of kit. Although not taking all my favourite cuddly toys a top one that I'm taking is this t-rex cuddly toy:

Sadly I can't manage my dad's wedding suit which amazingly is an exact fit for me despite being a bespoke fit. Hmm, maybe I'm going to look like him in 28 years time? It's a nice suit too with lovely flared trousers.




Oh well, the next update will come from teh other side of the world, hopefully more photos then.

AJK