East/West

Listening to: Gravity – John Mayer

So allow me to be honest.

In one week’s time I’m going to be leaving home to go abroad for the fourth time in three years. The days of bumming around the house watching cable TV in my pajamas until 2 pm is soon to be over. At that time, I cannot expect lunch to be ready; in fact, meals will have to be planned and prepared. Broadband will once again be too expensive, laundry a fortnightly affair and cheap food all but a dream. Don’t even get me started on my biological clock – it has no idea that six am is an official time of day. All it has ever known is midday.

I can rest assured that the first three days will wring every emotional bone in my body; I will be able to provide for half of Australia’s rainfall in the first day alone. I have always been a homebird, being away from home again after such a long siesta is going to be almost unbearable (and since we’re being honest here, I can admit that ). No more Tuesday night RAW with Josh and Shawn Michaels, no more getting driven around by mom and dad, no more grandmotherly pampering…

And then there’s my other half…can I even begin to verbalise what being away from him is going to be like? :-S

However like everything else, there are two sides to the same (damn) coin. (re: Bryan)

Freedom will be my sweetest reward. Unaccountability, another. It’s terribly confusing to have to be an adult for three quarters of a year and then come back home and be a kid again for 3 months – the body and mind does not deal well with such transitions and when I have the time and any of you need to be comatose I will indulge you with that episode in my life.

Plus after being such a bum, I think it would be good for my mental health if I went back to using it again for something more complex then figuring out how to tie the shoelaces on Joshua’s Adidas‘. I’ve been eating like a pig/bull/buffalo hybrid these three months and I know my stomach is pretty much ready to give out – although to be fair, the reason I have been engorging myself is because I’m going to away from good food for ten months or so; I’m going to assume that that cancels itself out.

I managed to do quite a lot this time around. I met up with most of my friends, rekindled some friendships, gained new insights on old ones and balanced all of that with good quality time at home. Had steamboats, dates, a healthy dose of charades, jamming sessions, barbeques, a sleepover, multiple dinners, birthday parties, minor food poisoning, new shisha experiences, a themepark expedition, Blastoff performances and some pretty major discount purchases. All in all, a pretty satisfying trip home.

Oh, and a new blog.

At least when I get back all of my friends will be there and I’m really looking forward to kicking it with them before uni starts, God knows, life’s pretty great with them around.

Here’s to one more week – thank you God for such a beautiful three months home. I guess this only proves, east west home’s best.
Kisses.

p/s: Happy Valentine’s Day honey. I know we promised we wouldn’t succumb to the commercialism but celebrate it with an emphasis on the special… I think being with you accomplishes the second part. Love ya babe.

Have a GREAT V/Day everyone.