Home briefly
I've been briefly home the last two days and the jetlag is giving me hell. I'm hungry at weird times and tired at weird times. I'm going back to Sydney tomorrow and have to move all my stuff up to our sharehouse in Leichhardt (yay, a real house... I was totally over student residences) as well as buy a bed and desk at Ikea on the way. I'm halfway through packing stuff and am tired now and dusty and I can't decide what to leave and what to keep and what I am forgetting about entirely. Argh.
It's weird being back in Australia. Normality has become strange. Everyone's accents sound so Australian, particularly here in Albury. I forgot how empty the streets usually are and I also forgot how our plastic money feels between your fingertips when you spend it. The sport news always starts with the AFL results rather than if Tottenham beat West Ham on the weekend and the weirdest thing is that I haven't really had a chance to catch up with anyone except my family and I haven't really been down the street to randomly run into people I know so it's all quite surreal.
It's nice in a way, but I think I will quickly tire of it, especially with the looming pressures of graduation and the fact I am totally skint after my 7 months in Europe. It's also going to be quite different living in the Sydney suburbs rather than right in the city, but Leichhardt isn't too far out so that's cool. I got used to be away from the city in London, but I never have had to catch a bus to uni (or school for that matter).
It's weird though. Seven months, and nothing in Albury has really changed. And that doesn't even surprise me. Sydney however is a bit of a different story and it will be good to catch up with everyone and try and piece together what I have missed in the 9 months I have been out of Sydney. I also need to start training up on the current affairs and news I missed in preparation for cadetship exams. Ugh.
It's weird being back in Australia. Normality has become strange. Everyone's accents sound so Australian, particularly here in Albury. I forgot how empty the streets usually are and I also forgot how our plastic money feels between your fingertips when you spend it. The sport news always starts with the AFL results rather than if Tottenham beat West Ham on the weekend and the weirdest thing is that I haven't really had a chance to catch up with anyone except my family and I haven't really been down the street to randomly run into people I know so it's all quite surreal.
It's nice in a way, but I think I will quickly tire of it, especially with the looming pressures of graduation and the fact I am totally skint after my 7 months in Europe. It's also going to be quite different living in the Sydney suburbs rather than right in the city, but Leichhardt isn't too far out so that's cool. I got used to be away from the city in London, but I never have had to catch a bus to uni (or school for that matter).
It's weird though. Seven months, and nothing in Albury has really changed. And that doesn't even surprise me. Sydney however is a bit of a different story and it will be good to catch up with everyone and try and piece together what I have missed in the 9 months I have been out of Sydney. I also need to start training up on the current affairs and news I missed in preparation for cadetship exams. Ugh.
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