Once upon a time, blogging was my little outlet.
A place where I got to arrange my nonsensical thoughts in a respectable fashion of sorts…and then life got in the way, so I stopped.
But with life throwing all sorts of hurdles at me as of late, I found myself itching to write again. Itching for that sense of liberation I used to get after a long, hefty post.
So hi, I’m back!
And boy has my life changed quite a bit since I last blogged..
The last time I wrote a blog post, I was still living alone in my lil’ studio apartment in the Melbourne CBD, well into my 3rd year of Food Technology and Nutrition degree at RMIT University with a part time job at Brumby’s bakery.
Fast forward about 3 years later, I have moved back into the suburbs with a full time job as a Travel agent.
If you had told my 20 year old self that I would have had a full time job in a field with no relation whatsoever to what I slaved away at University for the past 4 years for….I wouldn’t have believed you. Then again, there have been so many things in my life that have spiralled out of my control in the past 3 years, much to my inner control freak’s horror.
Like, how I got to experience my first heart break.
Which sent me into a depressed state for a good 8 months or so, ha.
And so my parents -who used to live in Malaysia- dropped everything and migrated to Australia so we can finally live together as a family….I‘m not gonna lie, having to live with your parents after having lived alone for the last 3 years took a while to get used to..
Somewhere around then, I managed to complete my Bachelor degree in Food Technology and Nutrition, but knew deep down that my heart was not set on working in that field…so I spent the following 6 months working part time as a receptionist at Fitness First Melbourne Central, all the while feeling lost, unsettled and pretty much freaking out about what I wanted to do with my life.
So I decided to travel. I took 2 months off and ventured off on a solo trip to Europe and the UK….and somewhere along being knee-deep in baguettes and escargots, I found myself wandering amongst the pebbled laneways of Paris and smiling to myself thinking, I haven’t felt this content in a long, long time.
To be continued…