Moving on

Well, in a few short days I will be one year older. Not only does this mean lots of pressies (hopefully), and having to say that I'm another year older, but it will also mean the end of one of the crappiest years of my life, for a whole heap of reasons, which I am not going to go into now. I am determined that the next year will not be as crap as the last one.
Ok, there have been a lot of great things that have happened this year, like working at the school, helping at all the kids clubs, and making some fantastic friends - and you know who you are.
However, the word that sums up the general mood of the last year is: crap.
Just recently though, my life has taken a turn for the better. I am now training to be a teacher, something I've wanted to do for ages, and this has given me the direction and focus that was lacking in my life for the last few months that I was in Plymouth. Also, as I much as I loved my time in Plymouth and was really missing it when I first moved back to my parents, I have now put that behind me and am focusing on the future and where God wants me to go once I become a qualified teacher. I could go anywhere in the country - and now I am really excited by that prospect, which I wasn't before.
This does not mean that I want Plymouth out of my life, or the friends I made in Plymouth out of my life, it just means that I am not missing it as much, and that I have accepted that I am not there anymore, and the crappiness that happened in Plymouth is definitely behind me.
So roll on the next year of my year, and here's to hoping that it wont be as crap as the last year.