So Andy is packing at this very moment and we're leaving my house in half an hour ... Wow this week has gone by so fast it's unreal. And the goodbye seems to be loads harder than normally even though we both know we're seeing each other again hopefully in 3 months.
The thing is, we've used this week to look into him moving in here and there's so many obstacles to cross and we've come to realise that it could actually take another year and a half before he can live here - Andy's thinking about doing a Master's degree in here but he would've had to apply for it in January so it's too late for him to get in on this year's program and the next one starts in September 2011 so he'd have to stay at home until then and work/save up money to come here and study (although the degree is free in here but you're not allowed any student/social grands etc as you're a foreign student).
I guess what makes it harder is that we were both mentally prepared for ending the distance fairly soon after he finishes Uni ... there's a few straws left to pick but nothing concrete we can count on, just hope for.
I didn't expect to feel this sad and neither did he. The positive thing is that I'm starting work tomorrow and he's straight back into doing coursework when he gets home so at least that'll keep us occupied.
Uncertainty is the thing we both hate. Not knowing what's gonna happen in the future is hard to take. And even more hard when you don't know WHEN we can actually start our life together.
This is the 6th time wer'e saying goodbye but somehow it feels more final than before ... I'm gonna miss him more than ever.
The thing is, we've used this week to look into him moving in here and there's so many obstacles to cross and we've come to realise that it could actually take another year and a half before he can live here - Andy's thinking about doing a Master's degree in here but he would've had to apply for it in January so it's too late for him to get in on this year's program and the next one starts in September 2011 so he'd have to stay at home until then and work/save up money to come here and study (although the degree is free in here but you're not allowed any student/social grands etc as you're a foreign student).
I guess what makes it harder is that we were both mentally prepared for ending the distance fairly soon after he finishes Uni ... there's a few straws left to pick but nothing concrete we can count on, just hope for.
I didn't expect to feel this sad and neither did he. The positive thing is that I'm starting work tomorrow and he's straight back into doing coursework when he gets home so at least that'll keep us occupied.
Uncertainty is the thing we both hate. Not knowing what's gonna happen in the future is hard to take. And even more hard when you don't know WHEN we can actually start our life together.
This is the 6th time wer'e saying goodbye but somehow it feels more final than before ... I'm gonna miss him more than ever.
It will work out!
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