Funny thoughts..

Today I'm going to the bank. Apparently it's gonna be nothing like England when you're opening a bank account here. Good, because I don't really feel like running from bank to bank, bringing different documents each time, just to be told they're not valid anymore (even though they did tell you the day before they were enough).

And after that, working time. Fun! Coming to a new working place is kind of like falling in love. In the beginning you're a bit insecure, after a while when you get to know the job you get more confident and show more of your real self, while you really enjoy what you're doing. After yet another while you get fed up and annoyed with it, maybe you need some space to move, someone to appreciate your brilliant thoughts and ideas, and in the end, you get sacked. Or leave on your own initiative.
Well, maybe a rather rough comparasion.. But admit it, it does make sense a bit! :)