I spent all of yesterday on my feet, now my body hates me. I also stayed up really late so that I could talk to my brother, via Skype, which, didn't last long because I was dead tired.
Although, I can safely say that I spent my first night in my new house, I'm not going to call it a home just yet, and all went as well as I had hoped. However, I only see this as a landing zone, not a permanent place of residence. It does have many perks though, relativity to my school is within a fifteen minute walk. There are multiple grocers around; Tesco, Sainsbury, and if I ever need to have a quick bite Pret á Manger is on every block. I mean this quite literally, it's like Starbucks all over again, just this time it has food. As well, the customer service is better, I don't feel judged every time I walk in.
Now that I have moved in, unpacked my entire life, (I'm still trying to wrap my mind around that) I can focus on the more important things. Like, I need groceries! I actually have to supply them, the house is not magically updated with supplies. This too is another thing to wake up to. It's all the little things that you take for granted, that once you move out, you appreciate them 100%. It's just unfortunate that it's after the fact.
Sorry mum, I finally understand your years of stress and frustration. Well, let's be honest, I don't understand it completely, but I have a pretty good idea.
The next phase I have to get prepared for. COLLEGE!!!! The feature that brought me here. It will break me down, strip me apart and make me a somebody. Not just a person that is existing for existing sake. At least that is what I've felt for the past year...
I finally get to "live the dream" and feel like I have a purpose, it is so surreal. I wake up every morning expecting to be back in Canada in my mums house, even though I am here and living the London lifestyle. It's just an incredible reality. I hope it never ends!
More things about me that I am noticing are changing, my confidence. I have the underground mastered! (sort of.) Tourists came up to me yesterday and asked which tube went where, and I was able to answer with no hesitation or problem at all! I was so proud.
Although, I still have Londoners asking me where I'm from, because of my accent, I reply with "Canada" and their eyes go wide. Mainly because they're confused, Canada is a big country and they don't know the province names. So I tell them "Vancouver" just to make things easier on them. They all know where Vancouver is, thank you Olympics. Then they ask me if I've watched any of the Olympics (because this is obviously my second time at them,) the honest answer, is no. I've been in my bubble and haven't wanted to venture out until now, when the Olympics are over. That figures, I always miss the world events.
All in all, I am loving my adventure. I am experiencing every cliche imaginable!
And I have already started dreaming up new adventures, I will tell you about those later.
Ta ta for now, I have to go buy groceries! *insert housewife joke here*
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