Um,hi!
So, guess what? I'm sitting in the Murdoch University library, it's 2.08am, Perth time, 1.08am, KL time. I'm wearing my SWAT t-shirt and jeans and typing on my Acer laptop.I'm sitting next to Babes and after being here for two weeks, I still feel like pinching myself to validate that, yes indeed I am finally here, in Perth, Western Australia. After dreaming about it, talking about it, planning about it, thinking about it and ruminating about it for more than a year, I am here. We are here, together. It's been a crazy ride, not just metaphorically but literally too. I had initially applied for the July intake but IDP informed me that Murdoch decided to give me the green light for February, 5 days before my first class would commence. Mad rush. Mad packing. Mad unpacking. Mad packing again. Mad goodbye to books, bookshelf, car, room. Surreal feeling to leave mom, dad and brother at the airport, too agitated to cry just yet (but of course I decided to do that on the plane with absolutely NO tissues available therefore having to resort to sniffling into the sleeves of my t-shirt; how very sophisticated). Even more surreal to actually arrive. It will take time to sink in, but that's something I don't really have these days.
Classes are fantastic, days are slipping by with just reading all the assigned text but this is what I've been waiting for and I have no reason to complain or rant anymore about my academic life. So far, so good, touchwood *knocks on table*.
What more can I say? My other half here has been fantastic in comforting me when I get bouts of homesickness. I miss mom and it's hard without her but I suppose this is training for married life (oh boy, that's another story, we'll cross that bridge when it comes to that).
I have many stories about life in Perth but Mr. Dickens beckons me to his writings and I must go. Bless you all.
