So....quit the job and finished Friday, moved out of the house in London today and now staying with two very amazing and generous friends on the South Coast for a couple of months, or less depending on whether they kill me first ; )
So the work leaving party was interesting and ended mostly in ways that I expected...habits, good or bad are hard to break all round aren't they??
Things I learnt -:
1. Shots aren't big, clever or funny
2. Big isn't always clever and is rarely funny
3. "Eating isn't cheating" especially when your liver is over the age of 21
4. People get offended when you consistently forget their names (gosh some people are just so damn sensitive)
5. One can be 'drunk enough'
Not like I'll remember any of this for my other leaving party
Left the house in London...
Thought I had been quite ruthless with cutting down on my belongings....but apparently not ruthless enough...
So a second cull will have to be performed not only on possessions but on people as well...hee hee, so take this as a formal goodbye, it's been emotional, no really it has been quite special...
Sorry, what did you say your name was again, I really promise I won't forget it this time...are names really that important...?
Ssshhh let us not ruin this moment with words x
Countdown - 8 weeks to go...
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