Ok, so I haven’t the best of bloggers lately. Before I would blog whenever I was on the internet b/c it was so infrequent, but now that I have cable ‘net in my room, I’m a lazy boy. I’m falling into old routines fast, not good.
Well I’m home now… actually, don’t know if I can call it home. It’s like Zach Braff’s character says in Garden State, “When does the place you start growing up stop being home?” Who knows, not me, but all I know is that living wiht my parents again is really weird. Not b/c their around all the time but b.c I don’t feel like this is my place, which it isn’t. I haven’t lived here for more then a dozen days in over two and half years. So it’s quite an adjustment.
Seeing old friends is weird b/c when you first see them they all ask how Australia was, some ask the standard blank questions (eg “how was it?”) while others have asked more in-depth questions (eg “what do you feel you’ve gained from this experience?”). But as soon as they ask those questions it’s back to the way things used to be, it’s like I never left. We just start up where we left off. It’s a weird feeling having changed due to my experiences and then come back to where I left off. While some people may not like that, there’s a certain comfort I get from knowing that my friends are still there and I can always rely on them.