too fast too fuuuurious

Started this post with shallow ramblings about how I’m going to invest in multiple sweaters and a leather jacket the next time I find myself living in a seasonal country. But I should stop being so self-indulgent and rewire my thoughts and obsessions to things less material.  

4 more weeks till the end of school. Then 10 days & I’d have packed up my life here to go back home. Can’t decide if I’m glad to be going back. Excited in a way, but quite terrified at the same time. I wish I could merge my lives and friends here and back home. Then again, we can’t have the best of both worlds right (HANNAH MONTANA LIED)?

I understand why some people are so grumpy and stressed all the time. Independence is not an easy thing. Not the ‘study overseas no parents taking care of you’ kind on an independence, but the kind where you feed, clothe and house yourself with the money you’ve earned. That’s tough.

Honestly, I’m growing up too fast. But I can’t see how I can stop it.