scarlet's walk (kisstheviolets) wrote,
scarlet's walk

I am so happy here.

I love my job. I love it so much, I feel rather like a cat who has landed on her feet. My work itself is menial at the moment, just proofreading exam results and other such things, but I love it. I love that I am working for such a renowned Dance education/examination institute, that after all those years of my own dance classes and such when I was younger, I have wound up in a dreamlike job. This is the dream job, or dream company, I wanted to work for when I was at university in Queensland in 2002. I don't care that my work is menial when I can listen to my coworkers discussing exam results, arranging dance programs and classes, talking to people on the phone about the accreditations they need to open their own dance school.

This is the first job I've had when I've actually genuinely cared about the subject matter, and my goodness, it is just the best feeling in the world.

I am going to email my recruitment agency consultant to find out what the chances are of having this contract extended, of being able to move to a different area or something when my placement in the examinations area is done. I love it here, so much, and if I could keep working there the whole time I'm here in London, I would just be the happiest person ever.

I would even consider staying over here, if a permanent role ever came up. It's like my dream, this is it and I am getting to live it.

And it only took 2 days, too.


Random things I love about being in the UK:

- spending time with Russ (biggest sweetheart ever)
- chai lattes
- sushi from Boots
- travel sized magazines that are only £2
- getting used to the tube during peak hour
- the accents
- how people can tell I'm from Australia, not just because of my accent, but because I say "no worries". haha. I'm quite self-conscious of that now ;)

I miss Noel, and the kids, very much (Millie talked on the phone for ages this morning, telling me horror stories that I am sure are going to keep her up tonight, but it was so good to hear her darling voice chattering away), but things are good over here.

Now I just need to find a place to live in London so I can stop waking Russ up at 6am to take me to the train station. Eek!
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