to live in the hearts we leave behind is not to die.
where has this year seriously gone? none the less it was a pretty big year overall with lots of travelling….an extension….a big move…….turning 30! its all gone by so fast and i’m pretty sure 2014 will be the same.
i’ve met a lot of great people since moving to Sydney and unfortunately a handful are making the move back to America. which could start this mass exodus of expats leaving Sydney. i’m out here till at least September and my 457 VISA expires in August. this means i’m really going to have to decide whether i want to stay or go. i’m pretty sure i can extend the 457, but i should really consider permanent residency…dun dun duuunn! PR would be a little more REAL than the 457 since that’s a bit more long term. if i go the PR route then i’m going to be calling Australia home for much longer. decisions, decisions. i can tell you right now that i’m leaning more towards staying. Sydney is hard to beat…real hard. i’ve said this countless times, but living abroad has been the best decision i have ever made in my life. if you ever get an opportunity to do so then take it because it will be life changing.
i know i want to travel a lot more in 2014 even though i did quite a bit of travelling this year. i just want to check out some new places and see some old faces. so i think i’m going to just start saving moolah for some globe-trotting next year.
69,830 miles this year thus far which will probably be the final number seeing that i’m not travelling for the holidays. definitely going to hit up Asia in February and then of course America. might even check out Europe if there’s enough time……and money.
life is way too short not to live it to the fullest.
life’s simple. you make choices and you don’t look back.
be who you are and say what you feel, because those who mind don’t matter and those who matter don’t mind!
so it finally happened….i turned 30. the days of being in my 20’s are no more and now i have to check the 30-35 year old box on forms. i am officially in my 30’s and honestly it doesn’t feel much different. i was already starting to go to bed earlier…pains and aches i never felt before already started hurting. so giving me the number was the icing on the cake. it didn’t really hit me till i saw my age displayed as 30….that gave me a swift kick to the balls. the stomach hurting kind of kick.
with all that being said…life is pretty damn good. i don’t have much to complain about these days except for those punk kids on my lawn. just kidding…i don’t have a lawn. i have to say the best part about getting older is knowing when to say no to a drink. 5 years ago i would never say no to a drink and i would try to drink till i couldn’t feel feelings. now? i fear the hangover so much that i dare not even get close to the limit. so did i wake up with a massive hangover the day after my birthday? nope and it was the best feeling ever.
i’m feeling pretty good about the age 30. extended my contract another 12 months at work. just signed a lease to one of the dopest apartments and it’s literally next door to the current pad. win.
thanks to everyone that made my thirty dirty. holler.