exchange

The Church Ruins at Port Arthur Tasmania, June 2015

So after about a year and a half of planning (along with a crazy amount of hoping and wishing), I finally received my acceptance email for Semester 1 2016 exchange to Humboldt University in Berlin. I was overly ecstatic, which very quickly turned into scared and slighted daunted - but all in the best way possible. My semester doesn't begin until late April, with an optional month of language class in March (which I will more than likely take up), but I now have so much to plan and do before I leave in (hopefully) early January. My to do list at the moment includes, saving money, buying a new laptop, moving my stuff back into one of my parents houses, sorting out all my stuff and figuring out what I'll need to take with me, research and apply for dorms, learn atleast a little bit of German, and the list goes on and on. I have the option to stay there until the end of the year (if I decide to defer second semester in 2016) which is very tempting at the moment, to be able to really indulge in the European lifestyle - but it all really depends on visas, money, time and how homesick I will get when I'm overseas (having said that, I have always regretted not staying the year when I lived in Bordeaux). Anyways, so many things to do!

but the monsters turned out to be just trees

Mount Field National Park Tasmania, June 2015

the houses of hobart.

Hobart, June 2015

and we live in a beautiful world, yeah we do, yeah we do.

Mount Field National Park Tasmania, June 2015

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June 2015

my best friend is the biggest badass

at the top

On the top of Mount Wellington, June 2015

the night before the start

Dronning Louises Bridge, Copenhagen February 2015

It's the Sunday evening before the return of uni and I always find there is something ever-so bittersweet about this moment. These holidays are definetly going to be placed up there in the most memorable category - from the best series of dates I've ever had, to ice skating jams, plenty of hikes throughout Perths local national parks, karaoke nights and to top it all off a spontaneous camping trip down south - I don't think I've ever had to much fun or been so happy in my life. Maybe I'm slightly smitten, I don't know, but for once I'm not all too excited to go back to university (strange for me, as by now I usually have gotten a headstart on the semesters readings and lined up my schedule). Its okay though, I'm embracing this feeling of slight disorganisation, and I am looking forward to some sense of routine again, even if that means doing the sensible thing like being in bed by midnight instead of looking at the stars and going on adventures with boys.