every day i've been waking up at 8am or so reflexively because i've been so used to waking up for work. now that my hours are slightly different i want to sleep in, but i can't. oh the irony.

carmen arrived yesterday and we went to glen waverley to get lots of little errands sorted out. i guess i never realised just how much there is to do when you move here by yourself. in a way i never had to deal with these things because my parents did the hard stuff (like opening my bank accounts, making sure the house was all ready to move in to, etc) there sure is a lot more to do when you're by yourself. i imagine it must be pretty daunting figuring out everything and sort of getting your head around the way things are done here differently. i remember the public transport system ran circles around my head, and i could never figure out which zone i was in. i remember the horror at the exorbitant prices of food and movie tickets, as well as the first time i went out by myself. it was just taking a walk to priscilla's place, but even then i got lost and my prepaid ran out of credit and for one terrifying moment i had no idea where i was and couldn't remember anyone's number and had no money to recharge my card. thank god pris just popped out of nowhere and saved the day. it's true though, i really do have her to thank for the way i eased into life here - she helped me out so so much.

later on we saw jersey boys and it was so so so good :) i didn't realise the four seasons sang so many of those old songs that i remember from sitting in the backseat of my parents' car and listening to old classics on repeat. it was a fun show and i loved that they kept their jersey accents so well throughout the whole show. it occurred to me that i really do enjoy musicals, that when i listen to the music i can lose myself in it and forget everything else for the moment. it's an amazing feeling..

and now i'm off to work. sigh. why does it seem like work days drag and the free days fly by me??