Panic

So I graduated on Thursday. Then promptly drank myself silly.
Yay maturity!

I'm freaking out. I'm finished school. I'm finished exams in less than a month.
I have to find a flat, a new home. I have to find out how to live away from here.
Living with 2 others instead of 4. No more family dinners. Shall be strange.

Gonna be minding a 19month old boy for the summer.
Get money for it and all. Aparently he's absolutely adorable - says mam anyway.
Money is money, and I love small kids. I'm looking forward to it.

Making a quilt. Knitting patches, one by one. Tis awesome. Calming.
I feel less crazy. It clears my head and I don't think.

More very much more soon. I'm gonna try and keep this more updated.