It’s the middle of the night here in Australia, and even though I’ve adjusted to the time change a while back, I still find myself awake some nights. Usually nights when I’m stressed.
My time here in Australia will be ending soon – at the end this month to be exact.
I’m torn about it. I love this country, even more than I expected to, but I do miss home.
I miss being able to call my siblings the second I need them.
I miss my friends and being able to talk to them whenever.
I miss my English teacher.
I miss my brother Scotty using me as a stand in to rehearse his lines for plays.
I miss running my book club at school.
At the same time, I’ve gotten to do some cool things here in Australia and I’ve met great people.
I explored some caves.
I saw geysers up close.
I held a koala bear.
I scuba-dived in the Great Barrier Reef.
I made three close friends from other countries – Lars (Australia), Ella (Finland) and Alek (Norway).
I’ll be sad to be apart from my new friends, but that’s the good thing about social media and especially Skype… I can stay in touch with them easily. I’m excited to see my siblings in person though. I’ll be staying with one of my sisters for most of the summer, like I did last year, but I’ll probably be visiting two of my brothers in a different state before school starts up again.
Despite the fact I love Australia and being an exchange student, I want to spend my senior year at home. Well, boarding school, but it’s basically been home to me since I was a freshman. I want to be able to pass off my book club to a deserving underclassman, play on the tennis team and do all the usual senior year activities with my friends. There will be time to travel after I graduate.
I might even study abroad in college.
I’m so grateful to have had this opportunity and you can bet this will be a great chapter my memoir.