I can not understand how my first year of college is over though. It seems like yesterday I was freaking out about what college I could go to . Turns out that was predestined for me so I had no reason to panic, but I did back then , as all students do- wondering where I am going to go, what am I going to do , what will it be like ? Then the time came , I moved to Galway, I started college here and now I have a year complete ....what?
My friends back home are currently in the middle of music practicals , along with French and Irish orals , something I was far too familiar with this very time last year . Seeing them go though all that now it so weird for me . I feel as though I should be right there with them , complaining about pictures and role plays , or if the rhythm tests would go ok. But instead of right there with them I find myself being that person in the background saying " it will be fine , you can do this , you will survive the leaving cert" . I am the person now that I never listened to back then, because no matter how many times someone told me it would be okay, I never believed them , I though that was the be all and end all...Well it's not, I am living proof that there is life after leaving cert .
How did I go off on that tangent....sorry !
So now I sit on my bed in the house I have been living for the last I don't know how many months , for the last time. Tomorrow I move out of the house that I lived in for my first year in college . All the pictures of home and people I love are gone from the walls, the things that kept me sane on nights when tears filled my eyes and all I wanted was to be a child again at home . My books are packed away off of my shelves , bits and bobs in boxes and that's it . I can't say I am awfully emotional about leaving to be honest, it's not like I'm never coming back to Galway again, I have another few years of a degree to finish first before that happens. It is a weird experience though , I remember moving all this stuff up here months ago , feeling like a proper grown up actually for real going to college. now I'm packing up to go home again and it doesn't feel like that was too long ago at all . Time is crazy.
Next year I move in with two of my best friends for the proper college experience , I imagine there will be many late night and midnight feast, along with crazy study times and laugh hysterically at whatever it is we will be getting up to . I can not wait for that big adventure .
So as the candle I brought up here on day one has finally quenched and the little line of smoke rises and drifts out the window , so do I drift off to other things. I have burnt my candle at both ends and now it is time to sleep and have summer adventure , but I thought it right to write one last blog from this place before I leave it .
Aoife Marie Elizabeth ♪
