It really is amazing how much can change in only a few days. Since the earthquake, things have been pretty stressful and all over the place. My friends and I had planned out a nice two week road trip to pass the time while we waited for school to resume at Canterbury. After a delayed flight, I finally made it out of Christchurch last Friday and was looking forward to a fun next few weeks. However, things changed quickly when I found out some bad news. A lot of the new friends I had made at school were being forced to transfer to a different university because their home school programs did not want them to lose credits. We had all travelled to Dunedin and most of my friends were going to transfer to the university there called the University of Otago. I was really sad that our close group of friends were being forced to split up. Some other friends were transferring all over New Zealand and some were told they might have to go back home to the US. So you could say we were all a little emotional. I ended up staying in Dunedin a little longer to figure out what was going on. We did have a little fun in between all the stress. A few of us went out to explore Dunedin and did some stress relieving shopping. We went on a tour of a brewery which was a blast. One of the main beers here is called Speigh’ts. So we saw the Speight’s factory and learned how beer is brewed and even learned the Egyptians were the first to brew beer. Interesting? At the end of the tour, the bar opened up for 30 minutes of beer tasting. So what did we college kids do, under tons of stress and high emotions? We drank up! The best part was the bar was serve yourself. You could say we were feeling pretty good after that. Then later that night my friends and I went to the “Penguin Place” to see Dunedin’s penguin colony. We got up close and personal with penguins and saw them swimming and playing on the beach. They were so cute!
The next morning, Monday, I woke up to an email I did not want to see. My study abroad program was giving me two options. One, stay at Canterbury in a city that is broken and destroyed, hope for school to eventually start and that the aftershocks settled down. I would have to take a chance and hope school did start because if not, I would have to go home and not receive any credits. My second option was to transfer schools but they did not guarantee I would be able to go to the same school as my friends. I was heartbroken. I was falling in love with Christchurch and was starting to call it home. I did not want to leave and have to get to know another city and school. Worst of all, it was Monday and school had already started that day for the other universities. I had no idea what to do! Lucky for me, I had my close friends in the same boat as me and we decided to talk to the international office at the University of Otago. They did not even hesitate to help us. As soon as we mentioned we were from Christchurch they did all they could to help. So before I knew it, I was filling out enrolment forms and signing up for classes. I was shocked at how accommodating everyone at the university was. Of course I was still an emotional wreck and didn’t want to go through registration all over again and was very angry at the earthquake for making me start all over again with a new life in Dunedin.
Up until Tuesday, I felt like everything was falling apart and only getting worse. But things finally started to turn around. I was still homeless and living as a nomad on friend’s floors but Dunedin was growing on me as well as the University of Otago. My friends and I were starting to feel like we made the right choice. I had found classes that worked for me and after the long process of enrolling, I had a student card and was an official student at the University of Otago in Dunedin. So I guess I should change the name of my blog now? Haha. Tuesday my friends and I drove back to Christchurch to get the rest of our things. It was so eerie being back there…the city really is destroyed and has become a ghost town in certain parts. So we said our final goodbyes and drove away from our old life for the last time.
I went to my first class on Wednesday and was feeling pretty good. I was happy to be back in school and learning again. Three months is too long of a vacation for me, I think I was starting to lose brain cells. My professors talked about paper assignments and readings…how do I do this again? Thursday was my first full day of class and it was great. I love my classes already and find them very interesting. I decided to only take three because the past couple weeks had stressed me out to the max and I wanted the rest of my time here to be fun fun! The best part of all is my schedule. I have no class on Monday and Friday. Four day weekend every week? YES.
And now for the best news. Yesterday my friends and I got the best phone call. The university had found a flat for us and we could move in that afternoon. No more being homeless!! My flat is SO CUTE. It has an old Victorian look to it and it was newly remodelled and painted. The university bought brand new furniture and appliances for us. There’s even a dishwasher! There are 5 bedrooms (although there are only four of us living there now), a fully stocked kitchen and a big sitting room with huge windows. Also, there’s a little backyard and porch. My friends and I felt like the luckiest people ever. Rent is super cheap here so we feel like we are definitely getting our money’s worth. So last night was the first night in almost a week I slept in my own bed and room. Since I had no class today I slept in, made some tea and sad in my living room feeling completely stress free. My personal favourite part of the house is we have our very own washer and dryer in the house and it’s free! Now I have not had this since I left home three years ago. I love doing free laundry in my own house. Woo!
So as you can see, life really is a rollercoaster. But I’ve learned that bad news can lead to more bad news, but eventually the good will come. I still call Christchurch my home when people ask. I am getting a little sick of people asking “What did the earthquake feel like!” Well…the ground was shaking. A lot. Sometimes I still think the ground is shaking and I panic shortly thinking it’s an aftershock. When large trucks drive by our house the ground shakes a little and I always think of the earthquake. Every store I go into has a donation box for Christchurch and it makes me a little sad. My friends and I are planning to visit and volunteer for the day to help clean up the city.
Well, that’s all for now so thanks for reading! Check back in the next week or so as I’ll try to upload pictures on here.
(PS. If you noticed some spelling errors, they aren’t. I’ve changed my laptop to British English since that is how New Zealanders spell as well and I don’t want my professors marking down my paper grades for spelling errors. I think the best, weird spelling is the word yoghurt!)
























