Moves Are Slow

So it's come around again. The beginning of the academic year, and the end of Summer. I used to dread it much, but since leaving school, it hasn't been so frightening. However, I did have something to fear this year. I've been dreading it, but it came about yesterday.

I drove Becky to University, and now she's restarting full time education. Chester isn't close. It took about three and a half hours to get there, and nearly six to get back. But I settled her down and moved her stuff in, and it was very sad. I was mostly too tired to feel sad then, but I do now.

But it was a good drive to get my new front tyres fitting well, and we listened to some good music and I met her new flatmates, who are pretty cool.

And now I'm back in University. I'm here waiting to see Mr Dube about a job. It's good to know that they haven't deleted my account from the systems, and I can still log on. I'm sitting in on one of David Bailey's database classes, and they're discussing Oracle and Development Projects. I'm not listening, so nothing's changed.

I decided to go completely retro. I was sick of the bad signal I was getting from my phone, I guess the aerial just isn't that good. I am now, for the moment at least, using a Nokia 6210, probably the best phone ever made. It's monochrome, the buttons are a bit sticky and it's extra functions are limited to Snake II, and the camera is only 0.5 megapixels (actually it doesn't have a camera). But it's light, comfortable and most importantly, reliable. It didn't let me down (apart from when I started using it yesterday and it kept turning off, but I bent the battery pins and it's fine now).