In the beginning of my second semester of uni I had a class with my friend Jenna, and the tutor for that class loved having music in the background.
This one day she played Coldplay – Sky full of stars, and I told Jenna about my trip i did last year in Croatia, France and Italy. Cause that song reminds me of that time when I borrowed a bike and went down the hills in Siena in this veery warm weather, it was out in no where. If I wouldn’t have done that trip by myself I would probably not be here in Australia right now.
Before that trip I was scared as hell. Go away, alone, in Europe, as a girl? I would get killed, I would get mugged. I had the worst thoughts you can possibly think of.
When I left for Australia I was scared, however, not as scared.
If you ever feel like moving to another country, do it. It is so worth it.
Today I finished my first year of uni here at The Sunshine coast. And I couldn’t be more proud of myself.
I got burned. I saw two snakes. I went snorkeling. I got to know myself by a new name. I was scared. I challenged myself. I failed. I succeeded in Pernilla-style. I surfed. I cried, a lot. But I also loved a lot. I did not, however, get bit by a shark.
This year I have met some really amazing people that can handle me on my worst days and also laugh with me on my best.
And in about one month I’m going to Sweden to visit, which feels very odd. I said goodbye to mum almost ten months ago, yet it feels like two weeks.