So much for regularity on this blog! Two months just past within a blink of an eye!!
I've been going through a lot of changes, especially within this month. Just as I had gotten over being homesick, I was finally drowned with enough assignments and tests to create the right amount of stress to distract me. I also had been hanging out with my friends a lot and bonded more and more with them.
Then the day we'd all been waiting for finally came!! The day my boyfriend arrived! That was something. Long distance really makes the heart grow fonder, as they say. We were just talking about this and it's crazy to think that half a year of our relationship was long distance. Skype is cool and all, but physical contact and face to face conversations can't ever be topped.
I've been spending so much time with him and catching up that I'm still kinda in awe that he's finally here. It's a strange, but pleasant, kind of change to adapt to -- all the commuting, flexibility of time, and basically just being in control of doing whatever we want whenever we want. One important thing we've learned is that it can get a bit much when you spend too much time with someone, despite being with them for a long time because you learn all these weird and personal things about each other that you'd never expect -- and that's good, but humans are social creatures and we can't keep socialising with the same person for an extended period of time. Nevertheless, I still miss him deeply everytime we part (depsite meeting the next day again) (#clingylovers #itsjustmethough #notsorry).
While all of that is still happening, I'm trying to wrap my head around the fact that my friends are finally moving out, and so will I, but at a later date. I'm trying to comprehend how much we're progressing into being Responsible (trying very hard) Young Adults. We're going to have OUR OWN APARTMENTS. That is such a grown up thing. It's so weird. I'm sorry. I'm still trying to understand it. That being said, I'm going to miss the late nights and complaining about our current living place and day dreaming of the perfect apartment and coming back from uni together and going out for our dinners and hanging out in each others rooms and meeting new people and so, so many more things.
It's like chapter after chapter after chapter, new new new, adapt adapt adapt, change change change.
I guess I've always been fond of changes, especially since they've been thrown at me constantly since I graduated from A levels, but once it happens I would quiver and fear the change itself and would want to go back to the comfortable ol' life. However, I've tried to accept these changes and march against them with full force, facing them upfront. I get a tingly, nostalgic feeling and I get sad and look back at the good times. It's been quite a challenge to think of the good things that come out of the future and to embrace the uncentertainty that may come with it. It's still quite early in the year of 2015, so I might as well get used to it. Here's to more changes!