Tag Archives: travel

I’m Coming Home

While I will tell everyone here and anyone at home that asks now that I’m going to consider all of my options before deciding for sure, this is it. I’m coming home. I’m not staying here until August. Now I know that I have lived for quite some time hating that I quit things; I’m not quitting this. This is me, taking control. This is an extremely difficult decision. It was a hard thing for me to even come to a different continent. I’m not quitting.

I’m leaving in May after my family visits me here. I’m doing this not because I hate Australia; but, because I miss too many things and have a lot of things going on in my head. Being away from home for 5 months and then again for 3 months is just a lot to go through in the course of about a year. Being over 9000 miles away from the people I love dearly and miss every day is not easy.

So, it isn’t without careful consideration that I made the decision to return to the States come May. I know that it will end up costing money and might be inconvenient for some; but, this is not a decision to be made on these matters. It isn’t good for me to stay here in my current state. I need to figure everything out and live for myself.

Anyway, rant over. I’m going to be back in the States around mid-May if all works out.

*To a fantastic future*

Pre-Departure Jitters

Hello all, welcome to my blog.

I’ve created this as a space for me to keep people updated on my study abroad to Australia. This experience is one that I’m sure I won’t ever forget and I wanted to use this space as a digital journal and memory-keeper.

With less than a week before my departure to Australia, I have a few freak-outs left. While I know that this experience is going to be good for me, it is not without many fears that I will be undertaking the trip. The flights that I will embark upon on January 27th will mark the first time that I will be flying alone. This experience is also my first time using a visa, first time living out of the country, first time living on my own (in my own dorm/apartment), and first time on another continent.

In many ways, this is going to be a liberating experience. It is because of this that I am so afraid. I’m afraid of how crippled I may be by culture shock, afraid of being completely alone, and afraid of being so far from home. I have so many fantastic people who I am leaving at home and they will all be missed dearly. I will not forget any of you and I cannot wait to see you when I return!

*To a fantastic future*