Who watches the Wedgeman?

Hello. I hope you appreciate the time I took to come up with that rhyme in the title there for you. It was awesomely awe-inspiring. Right, to get to the point, I'm ridiculously busy once more. But, you know what? Instead of complaining, I'm actually really enjoying it. I recall being told innumerable times, mostly by teachers, when I was younger that schooldays are the best days of your life. I seemed to disagree somewhat in my usual 'angry at the world for lying' way. (Unhappy childhood, don't ask.) My father, on the other hand, told me otherwise. He said that the best days of his life had been at university (or more accurately, medical school) and recalled all the friends he had made (some of whom he still keeps in contact with) the mischief he got up to and so on. I was naturally wary of all of this sort of thing as I was wary of all his advice, particularly the 'there is no answer to "why are we here?" I don't know it, and I can't tell you'. I remember convincing myself that he wasn't telling me because I wasn't old enough. The upshot of all this is that he was right. University is probably one of the best things to ever happen to me. I seem happy, well-adjusted, (probably not in terms of fashion but I've never really been one to identify what is stylish and what is stupid) coping well with the finance stuff, enjoying nearly every minute of my time here and not in a selfish way either. I ironed one of Andy's shirts today just because I could. Because it was a nice thing to do, and it was kinda fun. I played cards with everyone else yesterday and actually rather enjoyed myself. I wrote most of an essay today so that it can be easily finished either later today or tomorrow at the latest and enjoyed myself doing it. Something about either university life or Swansea really appeals to me. Probably not Swansea, on second thoughts, due to the imminence of rain. I'm loving how happy I am, all I need is a girlfriend and I'll be set. :)

So thank you, dad, you were right. These really are the best days of my life.

OMG EXCITING UPDATE!

So, yes. Dad sent me one of those electronic mails to let me know he'd seen this entry and he had the following to say: "Thanks for pointing me to your blog - I really appreciated reading it and the sentiments contained in it. I could go for the 'I told you so' approach but that would be unfair. It is only with growing up and increasing maturity that you can look and evaluate how things have changed. I am very happy that you are enjoying your time in Swansea and you have found friends and a niche where you can feel comfortable and happy.

I liked the bit about ironing the shirt - doing stuff for other people can
be rewarding - I guess I wouldn't cope as a doctor if I didn't get personal
reward and pleasure from this. I was also pleased to see that some work
featured in it as success with this will help your self esteem and hopefully
lead to other paths."

He also had this enlightening comment to offer: "if you want to publish the first 2 paragraphs as a reply on your blog you can do but don't feel you have to." So there we are.
Dad, you're as famous as Andy's mum now. Hurrah.