Day out in Africa

Yesterday was my birthday, and the trip to Africa went ahead as planned.

We packed up the car and headed down to Cork, arriving about 1pm. We took our time walking the suggested route and taking pictures. It was a nice, chilled out day. My nephew Conor, who's 3, seemed to enjoy the play areas more than seeing the animals, but thats sort of to be expected. Eoin, though only a few months old, seemed to enjoy himself. He wanted to be out of the buggy and looking at things for a lot of it.
And Nici stayed as far away from the birds as possible, which isn't surprising considering what happened the last time an ostrich came near her. {She was three, and it pecked a biscuit - custard cream - straight out of her hand. She has had a fear of birds ever since.}
All in all the day was great fun. The rain stayed away, the animals were great to see, and I got to spend the day with my family.

Uni beckons again. In a matter of weeks I'll be packing up and heading back to Hull for another nine months. I'm more scared and nervous about this year than I have been about the previous two. It's my final year, that in itself is scary enough, but I think it's the idea of having to decide what to do with my life once I finish. I have friends who have graduated this summer and are currently looking for jobs. And not just jobs to keep them going until something better comes along but actual full-time life-time jobs. I can't do that. I've spent the past two months working in an office of a holiday homes complex and it's been fun, but I don't want to do it again. Office work is not for me. I can do it, and I know I can. There's a lot of paperwork and it's repetitve but it's do-able. I just don't want to do it. Having to answer the same questions day in and day out, having to deal with the same kind of people every day, the same complaints, the same accents....it's just wrecking my head. Thank god I only have three weeks left. Although, having said that, I'll miss the girls I work with. They make it entertaining.