It’s been four months since I left Australia.
One hundred and twenty three days.
I’ve been gone for an entire season, plus a bit.
It’s been four months since I hugged my mum, fangirled (in person) with my best friend, hung out with my friends.
Four months since I ate KFC, or Indian, or Thai.
Four months since I last drove on the left hand side of the road, and on the right hand side of the car.
Four months since I was in a class where I actually understood everything and learnt, where I could put up my hand and answer a question, where I could actually voice my opinion.
Four months since I last snacked consistently and ate what I felt like when I felt like it.
Four months since I turned on the TV and viewed a program in English.
Four months since I wore a school uniform.
Four months since I walked into a shop and was able to converse with the shop keeper.
Four entire months.
And only one and a half to go.
We’re almost there guys, the end is nearly in sight.
frangipani princess xoxo