
so last night I had the second dream in a consecutive night that I went home to Melb and had left earlier than I'd planned.
fact is, (and I had forgotten to mention this) for some reason, when I was on the plane from Melb, I couldn't quite believe where I was. I think maybe because I rushed out in such a hurry, I was having a hard time believing that the time had come, and I was on the plane bound for U.K again! I for some reason also felt a bit sad; maybe because I had to leave before I got a chance to say bye to dad (cos the staff wanted to take me earlier than originally was said.) so I just felt like I would be very homesick, and had that kind of overwhelming, nonbelieving feeling, even when I reached U.K and was on the Fenchert Street train with Lou.
After a few days however, it seemed i was fine, and I still am. in fact, I honestly don't want to come home. I mean I know I'm not even halfway through my trip, but I know, even though I have work to go back to this time, unlike last time, I really don't want to go back. I mean, unlike last time, I have my many extra reasons for not wanting to go back.
I love Australia, but I'm getting very sick of the selfish people there! don't get me wrong, my new friends are great, as is most old ones, but I just like it here where I've got no enemies and I can have fun with people knowing that I don't have to be fake around some.
I want a change, and also, let's not forget the various reasons that has been stated privately in the past. It goes without saying that I want to live in U.K, but there's a lot of other reasons besides.
I'm sick of trying to act nice and pretending I'm happy, when, without my ciprinal, I am a freakin wreck.
again, let's not be mistaken, I want to be with family but I can't have both. I want to live here for a while (maybe not exactly here but in U.K).
the other day, when on the tube by meself, I felt like "one of them". sure, I needed assisstence every step of the way, but so does my other blind friends. (I'm one of these people though that would get mobility especially if it's a route I travel to often).
the only good thing going for me in Melb is the fact I got my first job that pays quite well. that's the only thing. though even then, who knows how quickly one can get sick of answering a switchboard day in, day out, especially when/if I go fulltime, like I intend.
ah well, I shall see what happens; what can be worked out.
til next time, RdFreak