Always let your conscience be your guide…

I have this very strange realisation that my life is about 2 change…

 

About 4 months ago I started seeing a financial planner. We discussed the usual things a money person would discuss with a shop-a-holic such as I that no money does not grow on trees… only debt grows… and it’s very quick to occur on Mastercards. So, in response to this meeting where he tells me I’m going to be a gazillionaire because of him, I have since changed my ways. I am now a responsible member of society with a new found ‘Financial Conscience’. In the weeks leading up to Orientation I had ordered my study guides etc and started delving into the world of law. The more I read the more I felt guilty about my misspent youth and namely, my misspent drivers licence points…

 

To clue you all in- I am an external student and live a brisk 3.5 hour drive away from Brisbane in the small town of Chinchilla. I was sent here by the 5 star health service that is Queensland Health as a part of a Rural Scholarship scheme. After graduating in 2004 I started work 4 days after receiving my marks and let me tell you I had many reservations about leaving my beautiful Queenslander in East Brisbane for whatever was to lay before me. Now because Chinchilla has a severely limited gene pool (I don’t care who’s reading this- you know it’s true!) and subsequently a rather interesting array of inhabitants, I find myself wanting for much more than my co-residents can offer me. So just about every other weekend I can be found on the Warrego highway after 5 on a Friday heading to Brisbane.

 

Now if you average that out, I spend about 168 hours on the road to Brisbane each year and have to travel about 18,200km to Brisbane each year alone. What I guess I’m trying to say is that I aim to get it done as quickly as I can. And in pursuit for the fastest Chinchilla to Brisbane time without breaking the land speed record or ending up in gaol, (which incidentally is 2hours 40 mins) I find myself in situations with police officers who can’t either grasp my mathematical handicap or are just plain mean.

 

In all this reading and preparation about ‘ethics’ and having a ‘moral centre’ I have now found that I have started to develop a ‘Legal Conscience.’ Now I’m a woman of resources. I think outside the square. When the jury of my legal conscious sits in my head and says ‘no more speeding’, I have thought around this process. Most would stop speeding. Some would stop driving. Me- I asked my mum to drive me down and back for orientation to save me the internal battle. Now I only have to deal with the external battle of studying in this discipline.