I can't believe it's been 6 months since I left Scotland. It feels like just yesterday, but at the same time it could have been a life time ago! Being back in Melbourne was really weird to begin with. Everything was the same, but a little bit different. It was as if my plane had accidentally gone through to a parallel universe. Maybe it did. There's a metro train to Sunbury now. There were other things that were different, but for some reason that was the one that stuck in my head.
Sometimes I miss Scotland. Mostly I miss all the amazing friends I made. It really sucks that the other side of the world is, well, on the other side of the world! It's so far away! Eventually I'll get back over there, though!!
I actually have a diary entry for a year ago today. It was my day off and I went to Glasgow for the first time. I'd mostly settled into work and Pitlochry. It's crazy to think about the person I was then. It was still the beginning of an amazing adventure. I was excited and ready for whatever challenges life wanted to throw at me. I had no idea where I'd be in a year and I loved not knowing. I certainly wouldn't have thought that I'd be a week away from finishing my first semester of university!
University. Everyone keeps asking how it's going. I never really know what to say. It's just a part of my life now, I plod along reading and writing things and turning up to classes and talking to people. I procrastinate a lot (like right now), but everything gets done and I've passed all my assignments so far. It's basically everything I expected - hard work, really interesting and lots of nice people to get to know. I'm enjoying it and that's the main thing.
May is always a weird time for me. Important things seem to happen in May so I always spend the whole moth reflecting and reminiscing.
Three years ago I was almost finished the first semester of my last year of High School. I wasn't very happy, I was drifting apart from one of my best friends and I didn't feel like I had anyone to talk to about it. I don't think I wanted or was really able to talk about it. So I wrote really bad, cryptic poetry that is both heart-breaking and hilarious to read now.
Two years ago I had finally started getting over the previous year, I had just started dating my boyfriend at the time, I was working for my mum, but I still wasn't really happy. I guess I had no direction, no goals, no real plans other than vague "one day I want to ..."'s. University was definitely NOT on that list!
One year ago I was starting a crazy adventure on the other side of the world!
And now?
Now I am at uni. I'm still working for my mum (but fingers crossed I get a new job soon). I have an amazing group of friends who will hopefully stick around for a very long time! There's still some people it feels like I'm drifting away from, but everyone's really busy with Life and I still love them! I still get sad occasionally, but I'm finally learning to talk about it and I know there are people who will listen.
So the important thing that happened this May?
I realised that I am the happiest I can ever remember being.
