So now there's only two more days until I move to Ireland, my bags are packed and I'm almost ready to leave, I just have to fill out a form about moving out of the country and then I'll leave norway:P I asked my mum if we could have one of my favourite dishes for dinner one of these days. Homemade pizza or minced meat balls in paprika sauce with homemade mashed potatoes. Yummy^^ I just can't choose!
So now the moving thing has really struck me, I'm moving to Ireland, I'm going to study journalism at Griffith College Dublin. I'm going to move in to my own little house. So many things are happening. Can someone please slap me so that I can find out if I'm dreaming?
So we're moving to Portarlington. I know Marks family and some of his bestfriends, and that's it XD But hey, this is an experience for me. I get to meet new people, create a network that stretches further then just the borders of boring little Haugesund. And I get to grow up, if you can call it growing up when you're still waiting for Peter Pan to come get you and bring you to hid world. But I guess it's time to stop hoping that and start hoping that "grown up-life" won't take away the fun of an imagination and the crazy times you have with friends and family that gives you all those great memories to think of.
I'm starting to feel sad. I don't like leaving my mother behind, We've always been more like friends than mother and daughter. So she's going to be the one I'll miss the most. After her and the rest of my family, my firends come. Lena, Sandra and Kjetil are on the top of the list there. But extreme changes like this doesn't let you bring every part of your life with you, exept for within your heart^^ Time to pack the last bag, talk to you later^^
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