Bittersweet symphony - visit to Split
So my visit to Split came and is already gone. Those 7 days passed like it was only 2-3 days...
I didn't fly directly to Split, but to Zadar, a city 2,5 hours away from Split. My mum, aunt and my mum's friend (who was driving) came to pick me up. My aunt even had balloons! :D
The visit in general was nice but kind of sad due to some bad news...
I didn't know how would I react emotionally on this visit after 6 months of not seeing anyone, but I didn't cry, luckilly.
I spent whole week meeting with people because I just couldn't gather all my friends at the same place and the same time...It was nice to sit for a coffee in the sun and have a chat...and take bunch of silly photos.
Wind in the hair, sun on the face, aerosol in the nose, sea in front of the eyes, coffee and chocolate on the palate, pebbles under my feet, cats stealing food, family dinners with lots of chatter and argument...oh yes, it feels like home :D
It's weird...I haven't been there for 6 months and since then my friends' and my life continued in a different way, or should I say, their lives continued in a straight line but I am the one who diverted...It was awkward finding conversations because they had some inside jokes and stories I didn't know of so I had to ask explenations for every little thing. I refuse to believe that uni was the only thing that kept us together. Especially when I'm in minus of two friends since I left...
I had troubles sleeping whole week because of the new bed. My mum bought this new bed just before I left and I slept in it for maybe a week or so. It wasn't really mine...Everything felt different...my room is not mine anymore. I chose colours for it, made a furniture arrangements and all...but my stuff has been put away and another girl's photos have been put on the wall.
The bad news are that my mum's paycheck got cut down so she'll have to rent my room to another girl - yes there was already this girl, but another girl would mean my room is even less mine...And other news is that my mum had to take money off her bank account that she was keeping for my uni tuition so even if I wanted to, I couldn't go back to uni...
What comforted me the most was the fact that I always had somewhere to go back to if this doesn't work out, but now...
Then it struck me: I'm out. I'm out of the parent's home. I'm in a sort-of exile. I HAVE to stay here. I have nothing to do there...Except for coming for a visit. It's not like I'm in a huge shock, but still...some sentimentality is there.
I kind of realised I'm supposed to take care of myself now when I was buying socks for myself for the first time (yeah I know, what a responsibility) because my mum was always the one buying socks and towels...she'd buy it in a batch so I never worried about it.
In other news...
My mother coloured my hair again but it didn't turn out really well. :( Will have to do it again...
Oh gosh I cuddled my cats like crazy! They still had their winter fur so they were SO fluffy!! Eeee!! But unfortunately they just started shedding said winter fur which meant lots of hairs around!
Lulu was the one who slept with me while I still lived there and in this 6 months she slept with my mum and she hasn't put a paw in my room, so when I was there she parked her arse in front of my room doors and mewed to let her in. She jumped on her old spot right away and slept there for a while.
On the way to the airport (going back to LDN) my uncle was driving us and as much as I was glad for it, I felt guilty because his hands still hurt from the explosion accident 2 years ago when he got burns...so he had to hold the wheel for 2 hours or so and it probably bothered him but he never said a thing. :( Then we arrived to Zadar, had a walk in the town during which I saw xtomo passing by but didn't have time to stop by and have a chat :( I just heard his voice and saw his braid :D Hopefully this summer in Split! Flight back was fine, I was sitting next to the lady who told me all about her smoking habit and her recent divorce :P...but she's nice and she gave me her phone number so we can meet sometimes.
And a song from the title
I didn't fly directly to Split, but to Zadar, a city 2,5 hours away from Split. My mum, aunt and my mum's friend (who was driving) came to pick me up. My aunt even had balloons! :D
The visit in general was nice but kind of sad due to some bad news...
I didn't know how would I react emotionally on this visit after 6 months of not seeing anyone, but I didn't cry, luckilly.
I spent whole week meeting with people because I just couldn't gather all my friends at the same place and the same time...It was nice to sit for a coffee in the sun and have a chat...and take bunch of silly photos.
Wind in the hair, sun on the face, aerosol in the nose, sea in front of the eyes, coffee and chocolate on the palate, pebbles under my feet, cats stealing food, family dinners with lots of chatter and argument...oh yes, it feels like home :D
It's weird...I haven't been there for 6 months and since then my friends' and my life continued in a different way, or should I say, their lives continued in a straight line but I am the one who diverted...It was awkward finding conversations because they had some inside jokes and stories I didn't know of so I had to ask explenations for every little thing. I refuse to believe that uni was the only thing that kept us together. Especially when I'm in minus of two friends since I left...
I had troubles sleeping whole week because of the new bed. My mum bought this new bed just before I left and I slept in it for maybe a week or so. It wasn't really mine...Everything felt different...my room is not mine anymore. I chose colours for it, made a furniture arrangements and all...but my stuff has been put away and another girl's photos have been put on the wall.
The bad news are that my mum's paycheck got cut down so she'll have to rent my room to another girl - yes there was already this girl, but another girl would mean my room is even less mine...And other news is that my mum had to take money off her bank account that she was keeping for my uni tuition so even if I wanted to, I couldn't go back to uni...
What comforted me the most was the fact that I always had somewhere to go back to if this doesn't work out, but now...
Then it struck me: I'm out. I'm out of the parent's home. I'm in a sort-of exile. I HAVE to stay here. I have nothing to do there...Except for coming for a visit. It's not like I'm in a huge shock, but still...some sentimentality is there.
I kind of realised I'm supposed to take care of myself now when I was buying socks for myself for the first time (yeah I know, what a responsibility) because my mum was always the one buying socks and towels...she'd buy it in a batch so I never worried about it.
In other news...
My mother coloured my hair again but it didn't turn out really well. :( Will have to do it again...
Oh gosh I cuddled my cats like crazy! They still had their winter fur so they were SO fluffy!! Eeee!! But unfortunately they just started shedding said winter fur which meant lots of hairs around!
Lulu was the one who slept with me while I still lived there and in this 6 months she slept with my mum and she hasn't put a paw in my room, so when I was there she parked her arse in front of my room doors and mewed to let her in. She jumped on her old spot right away and slept there for a while.
On the way to the airport (going back to LDN) my uncle was driving us and as much as I was glad for it, I felt guilty because his hands still hurt from the explosion accident 2 years ago when he got burns...so he had to hold the wheel for 2 hours or so and it probably bothered him but he never said a thing. :( Then we arrived to Zadar, had a walk in the town during which I saw xtomo passing by but didn't have time to stop by and have a chat :( I just heard his voice and saw his braid :D Hopefully this summer in Split! Flight back was fine, I was sitting next to the lady who told me all about her smoking habit and her recent divorce :P...but she's nice and she gave me her phone number so we can meet sometimes.
And a song from the title
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