Can I just say, I am so glad to be back in England!! I know it might seem like a horrible thing to say but it's the truth. I am happy about getting my own personal space back, my independence, my life, my daily routine. It's just a really good feeling. OK so I spent THREE MONTHS at home (Botswana) and boy do I have a lot to say about it. First of all let me just say going back home after being used to doing your own thing is a bad idea! It's just way too much time. Of course it could be a different case with other people but for me it was a horrible idea. First of all there is chores! Gosh, how I hate doing any sort of household chores! Yes I am lazy, sue me! When you live alone you cook when you want and what you want but when you are back at home it's a different story. Anyway this post is not just about me complaining so let me get to the important stuff.
See the thing about being home is that everything is the same. Your old bed is still there, your music posters from when you were obsessed with Usher are still hanging up on your wall. Basically everything is the same, like you never left. And before you know it you are pulled in to a time vortex and sent back to the past. To a time where you carefree, a little kid who just lived to play with his/her friends. I am not saying its an entirely bad thing, once in a while one needs to refresh and go back home. To feel the love again and just take a break from the world and its struggles. But if you stay there long enough it's like time stands still. And that's not a good thing. Time doesn't stop for no one and you can't hide from the real world forever. At some point you have to get back in there and find your own way. So even though a part of me loved being home and seeing my family again, a part of me didn't like that I was being pulled backwards. I was slowly changing back to the little girl I was before and nobody wants that.
On to other things, I am now back at school. It's been a week and already I am counting down the days till Christmas (typical students stuff). And now that I am already getting assignments I can see that the vacation truly is over. So sad. Anyway to all my readers who are students, have a great academic year and may you be the best at everything you do. Cheers!
See the thing about being home is that everything is the same. Your old bed is still there, your music posters from when you were obsessed with Usher are still hanging up on your wall. Basically everything is the same, like you never left. And before you know it you are pulled in to a time vortex and sent back to the past. To a time where you carefree, a little kid who just lived to play with his/her friends. I am not saying its an entirely bad thing, once in a while one needs to refresh and go back home. To feel the love again and just take a break from the world and its struggles. But if you stay there long enough it's like time stands still. And that's not a good thing. Time doesn't stop for no one and you can't hide from the real world forever. At some point you have to get back in there and find your own way. So even though a part of me loved being home and seeing my family again, a part of me didn't like that I was being pulled backwards. I was slowly changing back to the little girl I was before and nobody wants that.
On to other things, I am now back at school. It's been a week and already I am counting down the days till Christmas (typical students stuff). And now that I am already getting assignments I can see that the vacation truly is over. So sad. Anyway to all my readers who are students, have a great academic year and may you be the best at everything you do. Cheers!
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