This is it!My life in school is finaly over!
13 years in school, learning allmost nothing usefull have come to an end.
Around me, people do just the same. Deliver their schoolbooks, preparing for summer, aplying for schools for higher education, but i am not as happy as you might think.
I am moving away from the only home i have ever had, the people i grew up with, the familiar streets, buildings, sighnposts, stores, malls, cars, fealds, schools, teatchers, everything that i feel safe around.
And i am throwing myself into a school where i will be living with a bunch of people i have never seen, heard of or even imagined before. I am going to be in a city i do not know and that is scary to me.
Ofcourse, i want to go beckaus i want a higher education in the feald i have chosen for myself, but still, it is not easy to say goodbye to an era of your life.
And what of back home? Would things have gone differantly if i wasnt mooving? Would i be as happy? Would the people i care about feel differently about me?
I am not saying i am considering to change my mind and not go, but now that i am free from the biggest timeconsumer of my life, school, i have had a long while to think about what i am aksualy doing.On the other hand, i really look forward to it!
What better way to confuse my readers and myself?
A paradox if i ever saw one.
I look forward to meeting new people, get new friends, new teatchers to like or hate, get a roomy, get a new class, put upp new shows, lern new things, do what i really love doing (namely drama) and start over again with blank sheets of paper and a big pack of crayons.
"No pain, no gain" they say, so i hope this gives me a lot of "gain".
But face it, who ever wants to grow upp?
This post has been very sentimental and therefor, not so funny, but i hope you can cope.
Your comments are allways wanted and i really hope to get other peoples stories or feelings about the subject to.
Yours sincerely
The Friendly Viking
The funny thing is that I feel almost the opposite. I can't wait to move. I've been waiting for it for so long. I need to get away. But still I understand everything you write about being scared. I'm horrified but in some strange way being scared just adds to the excitement. I don't know, it's strange. The whole thing with moving and starting anew feels kind of strange. But guess we just have to try to make the best of it? Home won't go away just because we go away. We will still have our friends even though we don't live at the same place as they do. It's an adventure and think of all the stories we'll be able to tell when we are home for a visit.
SvarSlett