Ive wanted to write for a while but haven’t known what to write or how to put how I felt into words. I was full of mixed emotions and the past couple of weeks have seen tears, sadness, elation, happiness and stress. I wouldn’t say that I’ve enjoyed it, but it has certainly been an experience! Looking for somewhere to live in Sydney was hard on my emotions, my mum would sift through endless ads and I’d wake up to 4 or 5 new emails from her. I appreciated her hard work and would be super excited to see what she had found. I’d ring or send a message and then play the waiting game..constantly refreshing my email browser hoping and praying. Id hear back, make an appointment, and be on my way. Every house I went to view I thought I wanted…until they greeted me at the door, whisked me through the house in 5 mins, ask me if I had any questions while awkwardly standing in a doorway, look me up and down and send me on my way again; if more than one person they would all look me up and down. I’d advise anyone viewing houses to book appointments late in the night because then you don’t feel shit about your self esteem all day.
I have found one, and I am happy here. I now live with two guys. It’s very different to what I was looking for but I’m not unhappy about it at all. The atmosphere is a lot more relaxed than my last house, and I feel if someone is invited over no one will show off infront of them. I was very apprehensive about moving in the last week leading up to the move out day. I had questions whizzing through my head and I continually wondered what I was going to. I needn’t have worried one bit. I was scared to leave my friends and the life I had built in Wollongong from scratch but knew it was time to move on when I realised everything in my life (apart from family) was in Sydney except me. I am sad to leave the friends I have made behind but will hope that they will visit me. One of my biggest fears when leaving was that the friends that I had made will be wiped out and I would be friendless. I don’t think this is true now as I will still be visiting for uni and my best friend and I are just too close.
I’ve had some funny moments here already, like beeping my horn TRYING to cut someone off, not them cutting me off. This ended in tears. For me. I’ve been lost twice in 2 days and I’m sure there is plenty more of that to come. I went to watch Sex and the City by myself. It was a different experience, I’m undecided whether I liked being a lone rider or not. I don’t think I did. In the funny bits there was no one familiar laughing beside you. No mum, dad, sisters, boyfriend just two older ladies in the row below me. I couldn’t help to compare the city movies to Goulburn cinema. Goulburn isn’t a bad place, I knock it and I wouldn’t ever go back to live there but there are certain aspects I think I will miss. For starters, one way streets, I hate them!! The movies are MUCH cheaper! The alcohol is much cheaper. On the other hand I have absolutely loved living in Sydney for the past 2 days, I am dying to go exploring but have managed to get 4 days work this week. SO when I can go exploring I’ll be cashed up!
Ive always known how great my parents are but they deserve the world to know. They are two of the most generous and encouraging people I know. They work hard and they get what they want, I am glad they have instilled this value upon me. I have never missed out on any of my dreams I have aimed for. I sit here and write from a Sydney bedroom, where I fell in love with Bondi on New Year’s Day and raved and raved about it, was it so impossible that I MOVE here?
My mum and dad helped move me on Saturday. I thought they were going to have a heart attack when they saw all of my stuff and just how much there was! We drove in convey and its funny but this was one of the highlights of my day. That both my mum and dad on the same day would see my new house and be apart of something that was very big to me! I had fears that I was being borderline selfish wanting to move here. Brendo is here which meant for me, on the love front, moving was easy- I’d be in the same city and we could go on dates in the city blah blah you all know the rest. But this meant that I was moving further away from my mum and dad. It has its advantages for them- my mum has already invited herself to stay and I will be able to catch the train to my dads which means although catching the train to Goulburn might as well be an overnight train- I will be able to see them more. If you read this and think “Shes 22, she needs to grow up”, I am very close to my family and although I’m fiercely independent, I need their support and happy voices heard on the phone. I want their news and their stories.
This wasn’t really where I was headed with this blog but I’m happy that I wrote it. I feel so much more relaxed now. I have all my belongings in one spot. My work for this week is around the corner. I will be home at 4:45 tomorrow afternoon and I feel a lot more positive about having done the right thing. I look forward to more adventures, stories and well its Sydney so I’m sure I can find something weird to tell you about. I think living in Sydney is going to be a real eye opener for me. I am still finding my feet…
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The hunt is continuing…