Week one.

It's actually like a whole new world I've been completely oblivious to has just opened up. In the mornings, I take a bus I never knew existed to the train station and see all the suited up workers come out of their comfortable cul-de-sac homes in the middle of nowhere to head to the hustle and bustle of London. And I am one of them! It feels odd and strangely surreal.

I haven't started properly working yet. Instead, I get to sit in a classroom in 'business attire' (for some ridiculous reason we are not allowed to wear jeans though other firms are free to turn up in jeans..) and am bogged down by accounting jargon. I feel like I'm back in school again until I look down at my suit and realise I'm supposed to be grown up.

Day one.

Feel like a fake, sitting on the train with all the suit clad business people. Or a little girl borrowing her mum's high heels to parade around for a while. As if they all know I'm a first timer, just trying it on for size. The train was relatively empty so I could rest my eyes whilst regretting going to sleep so late. I make a mental note to bring along something to do on the long commute to and from work. The train breezes through the countryside with the sun making a most welcome appearance. This is the journey I'll be making day in, day out.

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Now sitting in Starbucks, my latte faithfully by my side. I was here just five months ago preparing for my interview. Now I'm back here again trying to psych myself up for work. Funny how I always flock to familiarity in the inviting green and white whenever I cross new territory.

In transition.

Cannot seem to think of a name for this blog. Neither do I know how I want it to look like. But somehow felt the need to leave the old one behind and start afresh.

I guess this is very much where I am in life right now. In transition. I'm moving on to a new chapter in my life hoping that somehow it will bring me closer to figuring out who I am and what to make of it. I don't think we ever figure it out completely, no matter how old or wise we seem. There's always something that can catch us by surprise or something round the corner that will shake us, move us or test us.

Tomorrow, I'll be starting afresh, starting at my new job. A chance I got when I started high school and university; the chance to be whoever I want to be; without any expectations of me (apart from the fact that I'm supposed to have a degree) or reputation to uphold. I'm free to try on a new suit and see if it fits right.

It hasn't really even sunk in that I'm the proud holder of a degree yet, still somehow expecting to go back to Warwick in October but at the same time it feels a world away. I am excited, nervous, wanting to get this over with and cannot wait at the same time. But anyhow its time to turn the page to the next chapter...