I think my absence on DA was in correlation with the completion of the theoretical components of my university degrees... In July 2009, I went on a practical placement to finalise uni. The placement lasted for a few months, and it was at the department of child safety... Or what some may refer to as 'welfare'... or even 'the fucking welfare'

Two years later and I am still there loving. It has it's ups and downs... Getting verbally abused isn't the most fun, but I think I have the most difficulty in shutting down after work. I worry about my cases alot in my personal time, and have a hard time seperating work and play. I am passionate about what I do, but it does have its challenges.

I wont bore everyone with the ins and outs of everything that's happened in the last few years, but maybe some highlights are:


I bought 2 miniature sausage dogs- Vinnie and Frankie. They are my heart and soul.

I got a tattoo, with a sleeve to come as soon as I can decide on the right design and most importantly, tattoo artist.

I graduated uni with a Bachelor of Arts and a Bachelor of Social Science (Human Services) with distinction.

I started studying my Masters in social work, which I am paying for upfront! (What am I, crazy???)

I started on some freaaakin' good anti-depressants which made me feel a whole lot better. I stopped these a few months ago because they made me feel too sick in the stomach and made me too drowsy, but about a week ago, I started a new batch which seem to have a stimulating effect.. Let's see how that goes.

On that topic, I have been doing alot of self reflection... I have stopped focusing on my deficits and tried to support myself and encourage myself to be a good person with a fulfilling career.

I bought a really nice Nikon camera... Now I just need to crack photoshop!

I am growing up a little and it scares me...

I moved into a really nice house with my other half (and the sons!). But I continue to have an internal battle about what's important to me in life... The flat screen TVs drain me and suck away my creativity, and I feel guilty about the expensive things around me. Then I feel guilty for feeling guilty, because I know stuff like that makes my partner happy.

Geez.. this isn't turning into highlights, it's turning into feelings. See, I can't seem to go anywhere or do anything without feelings interfering! Oh well.

I think that'll do for now.