Exactly 2 years ago, I boarded a plane to Sydney, Australia for a semester abroad and the rest is history.
Two days ago, I boarded the SAME plane to Sydney, Australia and viola, I’m back again!
Coming to Sydney this time around was definitely 100 times scarier. Everyone’s been like: “Well you’ve been there before! It’ll be fine! It’ll be easier!” NEGATIVE. Coming to Sydney the first time around, I was in school, I lived in a house with 30 people, and I lived in the comfort in knowing that unless I was a complete knob, I’d make friends with at least 1 of those 30 people. In all honesty, study abroad at times felt like summer camp or a long 5-month vacation. On the other hand, this time around…I’m on my own! No friends, no school, no job, no permanent housing, basically no semblance of a plan in place and I have mere weeks to figure everything out for myself. But that’s life, right?
On the plane here, I couldn’t stop myself from wondering whether coming to Sydney was the right thing. I want to grow up, I want to mature, I want to travel, I want to make new friends, but did I have to come ALL the way to Sydney, Australia to do that? Weeks ago I was so gung-ho about coming, but on the plane I found myself questioning…wtf did I get myself into?!
For the time being, I’m staying with some friends of the family in North Sydney. When the taxi driver dropped me off, I told him I had to go through the side gate opposed to the front door because no one was home yet, and he gave me the illest side glare as if I’d come to rob the place. Anyways, I moved in to my little flat (it’s the family’s pool/guest house) and the loneliness REALLY sunk in and the reality that I’m actually here. I’m alone, no friends, no family, no comfort zone to fall back on…I have to fend for myself and get used to it because it’s just me against the world from now on.
I immediately hooked myself up to wifi and iMessaged by sister…she always has the words of wisdom…and she assured me:
“Well u are definitely doing the right thing. Of course it’s gonna be nervous and scary at first, but everything will workout for the best. You have no idea what God has in store for u.”
This is certainly going to be a trying experience! Part of me came to Australia because I wanted to and because I could and because “if not now, when?” But part of me is here because I need to grow up away from my family, away from a job, away from anything familiar, and get used to just being with myself and relying on myself. This blog will probably be therapy for me and my best friend (considering I don’t have any others right now haha) and I’ll continue to keep yal up to speed on my life in Sydney.
On the agenda for this week…
- Find a permanent place to stay
- Find a job! Any job!
- Beat up this bitch named Jet Lag (I fell asleep at 9pm yesterday and was wide awake at 3am)
