So, Jenta (one of my bff’s) moved to Sydney with me and we were meant to start a new life etc.. We were only in the country for three days when she announced she was going to move back home (NZ). Ouch.
So here I am, in Sydney, all alone. Ditched. This couldn’t have happened at a more shit time. But I’m determined to make this work. I love it here.
That’s my rant for the day. End.
We are all guilty of wishing our lives away. We never take time to enjoy each and every single day. Which is pretty hard to do if you’re facing a shit one. Just remember that life only ever happens once, if you’re lucky.
I hate goodbyes!
But here I am, spending my last night in NZ and tomorrow I will be flying out to Australia, ready to begin a new life with one of my besties.
Oh how I am going to miss the comfortable lifestyle I have known all my life. I’m going to miss my family and friends not living in the same country as me.
But who is to say I won’t be back, because I will be. You just wait NZ :)
Not scary at all! :/ @kellyteheuheuhouseboattopia haha. (Taken with Instagram)
Packing up my stuff and I stumble upon my first ever poem that has been written just for me. Now it may not be a huge thing but to me it’s a treasure I will always remember. Sadly I had to dismantle the frame this lovely poem was placed in due to the limited space I have, but a photo always lasts a lifetime! x
And I have officially finished up at work. No obligations to fulfill for a week. Almost feels like I’m on holiday without pay. Almost.
And for now, LIFE IS GREAT!
I’ve been awake since half seven but up since nine, (don’t judge, this is a huge achievement for myself, haha). And I always forget you can get so much done in just a few hours. I move out of my flat this weekend and in the course of 3 hours I have made 3 trips to Red Cross (by foot I might add) and I’ve donated so much of my stuff to them. It feels great! I still have well over half a day left with some last minute things to do and that’s me. Packed and ready to move out! And then, then I’ll be homeless D: Well, not exactly homeless, I have plenty of places to go stay until I move to Australia. One week to go and counting.
@elleswhitespace I am still lovin’ this! :D THANK YOU! x (Taken with Instagram)
I’m guilty of judging people. I don’t like that I do it but I do. It’s not something I can just switch off. But I wish I could.
Today I saw someone dresed in their pajamas in the middle of the food court having lunch, with not a care in the world that she wasn’t wearing outside clothes. And the first thing I did was judge, and all these crazy insults were going through my head. I obviously didn’t say anything to her but I felt like telling her to go home and put some decent clothes on. When someone says “don’t judge me until you know me”, how in the world can I stop myself from judging? Isn’t that where the whole first impression of someone comes into effect. You’re generally judging someone based on their first impression, it is how you decided if you dis/like them, want to not/hire them etc? So is it fair to say that sometimes you just have to judge a person? But when you do, consider all the possibilite as to why they are the person they are today.
Yeah, I think that’s pretty fair.
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