No Home.

Ah so just to make shit interesting... I'm moving back to Canberra... Well, that's not really the reason, but it has made for a conversational topic the last couple of days.
I've been homesick the whole year I've been in Rockhampton; I miss my friends and (though to a lesser extent) my family back home. I have made only a couple of good friends while here; I thought that when I hit uni things would change, but they haven't. I'm lonely as ever. Unmotivated, now that I had something to be motivated about. I love my boyfriend but I kinda love myself more, and I have to do this because I AM NOT HAPPY HERE.
So, three week's time or thereabouts, I'll be flying back down there. I'm going to see if I can transfer my job to a Rivers down there, so that I won't have to stress about job searching. Even though I hate the shit out of the place, there's nothing like a bit of job security to give you that feeling of... well, security.
I might have a housemate lined up, if all goes as planned; even if that falls through I am doubtless that someone else will be feeling the itch to move outta home and live with me.
Another good thing is that I'm gonna be home in time for my best mate's twenty-first, which I am STOKED about. I hated missing those kinds of things being in Rockhampton.
It feels as though a huge weight has been lifted off my shoulders. Yes, I am leaving the man I love but at the same time... I'm actually HAPPY for the first time in a year.
Thanks, Rocky, I know you tried. We just weren't right for one another.