Today is the first day in the rest of my life.
Or at least I must say that it feels like it is. I'm now all alone in a country and a city which I love, but where I don't know many people. My friend from Norway left today. It was strange seeing the plane take off, knowing that this person, whom I've grown immensely close to over the last couple of months, was leaving, and that I won't get to see her again for over a year.
When I left the airport, I somehow felt like a different person. Alone, but stronger. Independent. Ready to face everything that the world might throw in my face. Then I got back to the flat, and remembered that there is a huge, disgusting spider in my bedroom, which I spied this morning. So far I have not dared enter the room. How I will manage to sleep in there tonight is beyond me. Not only that, but my flatmate, who is male and therefore not afraid of such gross creatures, didn't come home tonight, so he can't hunt it down and kill it for me. I'm at a complete loss as to what to do. Sleep on the floor in the lounge? Knock on the neighbours' door and ask for a room? I could always just stay up all night long and watch TV, or a movie.
I really wish those spiders would stop following me.
So that's what the first day of the rest of my life was like. I'm a student now, and here I am, at O week, sitting alone in my flat writing a blog entry. Hopefully things will get more socially relevant soon. I just need to get to know some people, and we're away! I have a positive outlook on life at the moment, and can't wait to get on with this new experience.
Fingers crossed I've met some awesome people by next weekend, so that I can go and check out Wellington's nightlife. I hear it's pretty good.
