Dreaming

Its Sunday night.

Just finished dinner - seafood nite ! (pan fried salmon, deep fried calamari, fresh tomatoes and stir fried veggies) and desert (banana toffee pie- okay, this was bought and not made) and I'm sitting here in my living/dining room at my lappie, hesitant to continue working on my report.

I've been here over 40 days already. I know because I set my camera to holiday mode the day I arrived.

I'll be here for a little over 3 weeks more. And I'm going to miss it so much.

I like my routine, I have come to value and enjoy so much the company of the people around me. People like me who have been plucked out of their comfort zones, away from everything familiar and sent here with me. To be my classmates.

I enjoy my after school snack with my housemate - usually Tuc while we are cooking dinner .. walking to the bus in the freezing cold ... taking walks down to the duckpond, going for Sunday morning runs... having dinner together .. Walking to the shopping centre, bitching about the fact that we have to walk to the shopping centre. . . . So many small things, so many things I will miss.

It feels more like a family here then it does back home, as strange as it seems.

Two completely different worlds. And every now and then an email from home kinda jolts you back to reality.

I wish I could keep dreaming, I dont want to wake up.