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Thank You…

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The past few months has proved quite the roller coaster some might say.

From being in a relationship to suddenly turning single.

Sad, to feeling utterly happy.

Negative to amazingly positive.

Weak to realising I’m stronger than ever.

Thats just a little insight to the down’s and up’s (see how I’ve twisted that round, cause I’m no longer down?!) of my emotions and reactions to how my little life has gone.

If anything, the past 2 months since the eventful moment that I was “dumped” has taught me more about myself – and the people around me – than ever before.

It’s made me realise my friends – my true friends – are more important than ever.

The one’s that will stand by my side no matter what other people say. The one’s that will always defend me, cause they know deep down I am the better person. The ones that won’t purposely hurt me just so they can prove a point. The ones that won’t hurt my other friends just cause they can.

Even a friend – who I have never had the chance to meet – yet! – who will talk to me like we’ve known each other for years. Who will listen – or read! – my words, and who I’d do anything for just to make her smile as much as she does for me. (I’d like to add here that despite my hatred for some men – I’m not gay!)

So through the thick and thin of the last 2 months, and the crazy moments that have risen unexpectedly, I’d like to say a huge, massive, gigantic, monstrous, walloping (this is a word – check your dictionary!) thank you to all my true friends and family who have held my hand and seen the light at the end of the tunnel so much sooner than I thought I would.

I couldn’t be happier and more positive about where I am now. And I’ll always be there for you all too.

x

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Where Am I Going?!

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So, with all this change, and knowing my travel plans have completely swung around in the opposite direction… Where the hell am I going I hear you ask?!

Well, I let me start from the beginning when I first graced the land that I’m heading for next year…

Rewinding back to 2009 when I headed off for my first ever travels to Australia, I made the decision to stop over a little longer on my way there to prevent the dreaded jet lag. Best decision I ever made, because in those 4 days I stopped in Kuala Lumpur, I fell in love with South East Asia.

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Ok, I only visited one city in one country out of many in SE Asia, but it still managed to tickle my taste buds in a very intriguing way (no, not in a dirty way!), in a way that urged me to return and explore it all. Everything.

I dreamt of returning and making my way through all the diverse cultures, cities and foods. And so – Ta Da! – Here I am… finally able to live out my dream, when I was so close to living out someone elses, I can finally do what I’ve wanted to do since that fateful day back in October over two years ago :).

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My plans are still being set… I’m currently flicking my through many guide books and Googling my little ass off discovering what I can get up to out there. I’ll be checking out fellow bloggers and their time in SE Asia too (if you know of any great advice out there, feel free to send links my way!).

Once SE Asia is out of my system, New Zealand will be on my list next to live/work/travel. Maybe I’ll hit up Bali if the mood takes me – who knows?! I love that the world is now my oyster… a vegetarian oyster mind you!

But I do know one thing for certain – somewhere amongst the mass of Asian delights and New Zealand heights I am most definitely revisiting where my heart was stolen in Oz – Byron Bay. From the second I arrived in this beautiful town, I loved everything about it and I couldn’t be more excited about going back there.

So stay tuned and I’ll let you walk through my journey with me. The highs, the lows, the fear, the excitement. It’s all gonna be there 🙂.

Am I Running Away?

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That was the question that entered my mind just the other day – Am I running away?

Your probably thinking what? What are you running away from?

A big hairy spider?

A looming deadline?

Writing another blog post?

Nope. None of them unfortunately. The question that, out of the blue for no reason what so ever, begged the answer was –

Am I running away from real life?

Again, you’re probably thinking… what do you mean by real life? Kerri, you are talking gibberish – again. (Fear not, I do the gibberish thing a lot, but this time I actually have a point!)

What I mean by real life is the whole career thing, finding myself another half to spend the rest of my life with, stepping into the scary world of mortgages, having a family. Basically – settling down.

Ok, yes, I am only 24, I admit that isn’t old. However, I have never ever known what to do with my life asides from travel. My mum always knew she wanted to be a nurse, and hey presto, she became a nurse. It wasn’t easy for her, but she got there. But at least she had that dream to be something.

It wasn’t till my previous relationship ended back in 2008, that the urge to travel suddenly came around. I dropped out of uni – a major decision to make – saved for a year and just flew off. A year later, I came home and had everything set –my new boyfriend, travel plans, plans for coming home and where to live. Everything was sorted.

But then that was taken away as well. And now here I am planning my travels – solo – and heading off round the world again, and still no clue what to do apart from that.

And it makes me wonder. If I do simply travel – yes it’ll be amazing – but if I come home still single, still no idea what to do with my career, still nowhere near getting onto the property ladder, let alone moving away from my parent’s home. What will I do? I’ll just be back to where I am now even closer to the big 30… a little wiser perhaps from the travel. But what will I do after?

I’m sure my parents would be thrilled if I simply tell them I plan to travel every few years and come home to scrounge and live off them! At some point I’m going to have to settle somewhere and find myself a job and save for that dreaded mortgage and be a big girl.

But am I running away from starting that now? Of course I want to travel, if that’s my only dream right now, why hold it off for another dream I might not find at home? I hoped that when I travelled Oz, I’d find my niche in life, apart from my creative artistic flare returning, I didn’t find anything. Was I hoping for too much?

For now, I know I’m not ready to get into the world of mortgages or rent, or start a family anytime soon, I know travelling is what I want to do.

But am I running away from it all? Am I running away from growing up?

Two Years Ago…

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I can’t quite believe it.

Two years ago to this very day I was climbing upon a plane at around 5pm tonight ready to start my year in Australia.

I had been counting down to this very point for exactly 247 days since I booked the ticket with Air Asia. I couldn’t be more excited! I was nervous, apprehensive, petrified all at once. The counting down seemed to last a lifetime, yet here I was taking those last few steps on the plane that would take me away from home for 366 days.

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