Australian Fling

Australian Fling

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Touring Sydney, doing different things I never imagined doing, and enjoying my three weeks of stay in Sydney.... with a group of strangers were the last things that I thought I'd be doing during my vacation. As a non-daring paranoid ambivert, doing those things were never on my list and I expected for my trip to be a simple, and sort of boring one since I didn't want to risk getting in danger or anything, but boy was I wrong. Never have I ever imagined of myself being in danger from a stranger... and no it wasn't from anything like a physical assault or something. It was the danger of falling in love to someone I have just met, and was located in the other side of the world.
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It's summer - the end of my first year of college. And I am home again, more than a little worse for the wear. College hadn't gone how I had expected it to go. After two years of the grind to get in, I thought I would find the kind of magic I saw in American high school movies, which I had been denied of in school - late nights, parties, wild adventures with whacky best friends, romance.... everything one is told is supposed to happen in one's teenage years. After two years of watching my classmates grow up and enter this world, I thought it was my turn, now. I thought my college life would be like a coming-of-age movie. But in reality? It wouldn't make a good story, of any kind - not even a sad one. The only thing I found were shiftless friends, stifling academic pressure and heartbreak. So now I was home - a little bruised, a little broken. A few dreams in shards around my feet. Turns out, I needn't have worried. The summer that followed changed my life. The summer of - after a hectic, stressful year - nothing at all. Nothing, and yet - everything.

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