Dear me / Dear you,
First stop: Dublin. Just a layover.
Next stop: London / Reading, England. Oh my how my heart has missed you. There is so much irony in the fact that I hated England so much the first time I moved there, in 2005, and how years later when I moved back again in 2010, it became one of my favourite places on earth. To this day, it still feels like home.... Maybe it's because my parents are there, and my heart is where they are. I have lived in the U.S. for 6.5 years now, and I can't think of it as home, because my parents are there, not here. And by there, I mean anywhere in the world but here. I'm excited to go back. I am trying not to have too many expectations, but so many memories lay there. I genuinely believe that I "blossomed" from being a childish teenager into an adult during my time there. Ah.
Next stop: Who knows. Maybe Saudi. Maybe Pakistan. Hopefully both.
When I come back in August, my life will be so different. I'll have somewhere to come back to; somewhere that's mine. Somewhere that I can make feel like home. I'll get a car (my first car, ever!), start my full-time, paid internship, start working as a school psychology intern, and when I'm done with that, I'm done. Khalas. Capisce. I'm officially done with school. I will (fingers crossed; In Shaa Allah) no longer be a student, but rather a full time, nationally certified school psychologist. That sounds REALLY weird to say, haha, because all I've ever known since I was five years old is how to be a student. I've been in school non-stop (no gap years!) and all of a sudden, I'll be done. But let's not jump the gun. I have a year left to go. A very important, defining year. I feel like this year (fall 2018-summer 2019) will be a very defining time in my life, just as senior year of high school back in 2012, back in England, was. I'm slowly but surely transitioning into adulthood, whether I like it or not.
I've been neglecting my blog severely. I am quite embarrassed, honestly, because everytime I came here to post anything in the last few months (heh, probably 2 years if I'm honest), it was something negative. It was me ranting. I don't want to be negative anymore. I want to turn this blog back into what I started it off to be, and I plan on working on that this summer.
I have a little something planned that I will be spending the summer working on. Other than that, I hope I can come back and update my blog with a reflection on what it's like to be back in England after many years, and other TCK-related things.
I feel kind of sad, to be honest. I feel like a lot of memories that I either ran from or was forcibly pushed away from when I left the UK will come rushing back to me. Well, better to be prepared for the flood, I guess.
Until then, sayonara folks.