A Thing . . . . Possibly Part One

Right now, I am having my moment.

I did the celebrations the way you are supposed to for family and friends. So it wasn't mine.

But right now, here and where ever, is mine. I am sitting in a room, the only light coming from this screen, and here and now, on my own, is where it is real to me.

I've been told that I was the only one in any doubt, but surely convincing ourselves is the hardest, and most important, part ? I'm not saying that I now believe that I'm . . . I don't even know what to put there.

But whatever the feeling is, I'm enjoying it right now. And I don't want to wake people, so.

Right here, right now, I feel like I deserved my first class honours.

It won't last. Never does.

So, Its Been A While . . . . . . . .

Yeah, I got my results a few weeks ago. And I haven't been about since then.

Well there has been a lot of partying since then. Not all of it in celebration of me, in fact not most of it. But some was. There have been two birthdays, one of which was the big 30, then there was . . . um . . not sure what that one was for actually, and one to celebrate my results, and one 'cause someone we know was playing with their band at a local pub,another one that I don't quite recall what it was for, maybe it was because it was Friday and a visit to some friends in the capital, and then there was the trip over the water to Boyfriends home town for visiting, and partying, and some bands, and then there was the whole official university thing. Speaking of which, I believe I need to head to the pub now to meet some friends.

For the last (that's what we are calling it right now) big night.

The Waiting Is Over And . . . .

I got a first class honours.

170 Women, Lots Of Bubbly And A Movie

It was an epic girls night out. A local bar and club organised a mass trip to the cinema to see the Sex and the City movie.

I only knew 10 of the other girls.

On arrival at the pub, pre movie, we were served champagne. A good start to any night out I feel. After a few glasses our transport turned up and we headed to the cinema where more champagne and popcorn were provided. And a private screening of the movie.

I won't say too much about the film, just in case anyone actually wants to go an see it. It wasn't the worst film I have ever seen, and it wasn't the best. It seemed to cover all the bases, have all the designer labels necessary and sex talk. I wasn't exactly champing at the bit to see it, but it was fun.

I watched the show sometimes. I have not, and most likely never will, seen all the episodes but the prospect of a girls night out, getting all dressed up and having a laugh was enough of a temptation for me. I got home at half three in the morning.