Fuck. That was hard. I am not an emotional person at all, or at least i don't show my emotions to anyone. I was expecting it to be normal say good bye and then all be done with. Nope, thats easier said then done. My family went home on Friday 17th March and I'm currently sat at my uncles 'bench' as they call out. A kitchen counter basically.
I am going to blame this all on my sister, as soon as she came over and started crying it set me off, then i saw my mum, auntie and cousin all crying, i was just doomed. We all looked like blubbering whales, which was probably hilarious to the driver of their car. I think what really set me off is the realisation that I'm in a fucking massive country on my own. Okay, i have family here, but i don't want to depend on them. Im 23 and i need to live my life. To say I'm scared is an understatement, but i have to experience this and do what i need to do. Yeah, i will miss home, my family, friends and my dogs more then anyone combined, but i can FaceTime, call, text and contact them to have a chat.
This isn't really relevant at all, but i was going to name this post something else, but my favourite song ever is by Andrea Boccelli and Sara Brightman. Lame title, but this is going to be my funeral song at the end, cos i want everyone to blubber like whales. Don't worry though, obviously going to have Sean Paul playing aswell.
Anyway, yeah, I'm a mixture of all emotions and absolutely shitting bricks. I just need to get of my arse, get down south, get a job and make friends and actually socialise, which i never do, so that maybe extremely weird and different. I'll keep ya updated.