First of all, I have now finished Year 9. Say goodbye to the years of no work and hello to my GCSE's.
Secondly, someone in my family got sick.
Thirdly, my childhood ended- yes I am talking about the final Harry Potter movie coming out.
And to top it all off- I moved continent. Yep that's right, I am no longer going to be living life as an ex-pat in Dubai and I have now moved to the outskirts of London.
I think the last point is the reason I got that feeling of needing to put some of my thoughts down on 'paper' (or internet server space). So here I am six months later, returning home after a long break.
If someone asks me how I feel about the move I answer them logically I tell them 'that I knew it was coming eventually' and 'It's for the best' but honestly, how I really feel about it is horrible. Everything I've always known in my life is stopping to be replaced by normalcy- something I strive to not be. I am moving away from all my friends, my school, my home and as the cherry on the cake I hate the look of my new school and my new house is awful and tiny.
So... There it is. Six months, and a continent, later...
Till next time





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