One of the most difficult parts of anyone's life is leaving. I don't mean the kind of leaving where you leave work after a long day, you leave home to go shopping or you leave a mate's house because there are productive things you should be doing but aren't. I mean leaving your home, permanently. Moving out. Leaving the nest. Any cliche you can think of, think of it.
Many people when they move out they move to a different house, sometimes just down the street, but not me. I moved eight hundred kilometers away. Eight hundred kilometers away from my home. Eight hundred kilometers away from my family. Eight hundred kilometers away from my friends. Eight hundred kilometers away from my boyfriend. Eight hundred kilometers away from my dog.
I did it for my future, to come to James Cook University to get the qualifications to continue my life the way I want it to be. I made the decision a long time ago that I wanted to be an acedemic, a person of high education. It is where I belong.
However this meant moving a long way away from my little country home town of Mount Isa to the city, Townsville, right on the beach. It has been a huge change, the biggest of my life. Going from the outback to the tropics is a big contrast and it hit me hard when I first came here. But it was one of the best decisions of my life.
Yes it is and always will be difficult to be away from all I've ever known and loved, but there is a whole world out there that I want to get to know and this is only the beginning. University is only a gateway to the big wide world, and I have the key.
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