12.03.2014 23 °C
A new year and a new adventure.
After a year of partying, working, travelling and living over in London and galavanting across Europe, it was time to knuckle down and get stuck into developing my professional self.
For those who don't know, I'm at the University of Wollongong studying a double degree of International Studies/Communications and Media on a Dean's Scholar Programme. But as discovered, it's not all textbooks and study, no not at all.
Yes university has just started but I couldn't be having more fun!
I'm currently living on campus with people from everywhere, rural NSW, interstate and people from over 30 countries across the globe.
I can't wait to go travelling around the world again because now I'll have even more people's couches to crash on.
Everyone is absolutely lovely which makes it easier when adjusting to a new environment.
With only two weeks of university completed so far, the work load is already enormous with blogs, tweets, French verbs, readings, readings and more readings and preparation for tutorials all piling up.
To be honest, it's great to actually have deadlines and homework again. (never thought I'd ever say that)
My brain has been on a drinking, chilled out holiday for over a year now and it's definitely enjoying the workout that uni is offering.
Although, when overseas, your brain functions in a different way. You may not necessarily be studying and preparing for exams, but you're constantly learning new things, especially when travelling.
Whether it be trying to decipher Hungarian, figure out timetables, ask for directions, getting lost, catching public transport, going on free walking tours, hearing about the incredible history/culture of a certain artefact, landmark or building... your brain is constantly in action. Because if it isn't, that's when people take advantage of the dazed and naive tourists.
I still remember certain stories that tour guides have told me whether we were looking over a Loch in Scotland, a dungeon in London, a square in Poland, a building in Hungary a river mountain in Austria or a cafe in Amsterdam, their little personal stories of love, war, folk lore, revolts and invasions are the ones that will always stay with me.
I've been home for two months now and it feels like I never left the UK. Sometimes I get a little disorientated when I'm on a bus and I flashback to sneaking onto buses in Italy, even drinking vodka reminding me of the $5 Polish vodka, or when I'm at a train station, I'm reminded of the countless hours spent on the tube in London... So many vivid, amazing memories which I never intend on letting go of.
I guess I'm still adjusting to 'reality,' but being distracted by university, friends and the not so occasional party, definitely helps.
I'm really looking forward to all that this year, this house, this family has to offer.
Carpe Diem. Sieze the day and see where the road takes you.