I’m so bipolar these days. One moment I’ve got the biggest life crisis wondering what I’m gonna do with my life and feeling anxious about having to stay at this place. But today I’m very content with life and I’m like ”those stuff don’t matter, live in the moment, enjoy this”. So I will. I will savour this feeling! I’ve presented my bachelor thesis. I’m done. 3.5 years at university. 1 year spent in Australia. What a fucking accomplishment!
of getting older, and losing the memories that got me here.
of spending more time talking about what was, than about what will be.
of seeing my hope become regret, and realizing that the worst days behind me are still my best days.
of always having that pull in my stomach when i think of certain places, see certain people, or remember certain things.”
Last exam is done, and so are two semesters at Murdoch. In two weeks I’ll be home. It’s a bittersweet feeling. I’ve spent almost a year in Australia, and I’m satisfied with that. I’m excited to go home to family and friends, to an apartment I don’t have to share with anyone. Swedish summer and barbequeing at campus. I’m so ready. It will be nice standing still for a while. I’m gonna miss Australia, and there’s a time and a place for everything and it’s time for me to go home.
Went to the beach on Tuesday, reckon the last day with 30+ degrees. I don’t look forward to ”cold” weather, but it have been a great summer indeed. I’ve almost been here for 3 months now and it’s less then 3 months until I will be back in Sweden. Although I love this place, I’m looking forward to going home. I miss my friends and family a lot. Was looking through some old pictures and found this:
One of my favourite songs ever. It never gets old.