Devious Journal Entryleaving this place is like all my hopes dreams and aspirations rolled into one. leaving my friends, well you'd expect me to say something along the lines of "its bitter sweet, when you leave friends behind. i am excited to go, and sad to see them disappear" I'm not dying, its not like i cant come back and visit. bitter sweet is citrus infused teas, otherwise, bitter sweet is completely irrelevant.
but my mind is straying now, the fact of the matter is, i am moving. finally, it hasn't come quick enough. To the home of comfy winters, fashionable winters, wonderful winters! (and just as impressing summers i might add) to beaches with waves and famous life guards, to the city, to private schools with old style uniforms and beautiful buildings. SYDNEY! i am practically jumping up and down with excitement. now when i say i am moving, it is not 'thinking about moving' its definite. my plane is booked, i am enrolled in a new school. Although going down a year isn't ideal but it gives me a whole extra year of study. my reasons to move are simple. Hervey Bay is a hole. its Ferrel and i have no future here. one thing that is definite in my life is that i am going to university to study journalism. you can tell me all you like that i may not get in, but i will sit the tests 1000 times until i do.
and i am going to love living with my dad
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