From My Heart to Yours
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The End Where I Begin
My last week in Australia has lent itself to a lot of analysing and reflection, as it should have I suppose. I am not quite sure why it would take until my very last few days for me to realise what a feat I have overcome, but I am glad to acknowledge it nonetheless. Here…
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Fins and Things
If there is any part of this six week trip that has made me feel the experience was worthwhile, it was my past weekend trip to Cairns. I have always been the type to get more excited about natural beauty than architectural. Though I can certainly appreciate the intricacies of buildings a thousand times my…
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A Cold and Rainy Combination
My emotional high this week came from the fact that my story made the front page of the Wentworth Courier–the biggest publication in the Eastern subs. That’s right. I came all the way from America to land a front page spot! Now, I assume these are common happenings for a journalist, but I also assume…
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Work, Souvenirs and Such
My days have become routine. I wake up, I go to work, I go back to my apartment and I go to sleep. There really is nothing much more to my weekdays than that.(Other than the occasional supermarket visit or something of the sort, of course. And I am thankful that I get to go…
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My Weakness is Showing
It happened. No matter how much I pep-talked myself, how occupied my days were, or how deeply I dug down into my inner well of strength, I find myself writing to you today, more homesick and lonely than I think I have ever been. I admit perhaps my biggest vulnerability is my fear of being…
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And So My Journey Begins
My first week in the expensive city of Sydney has been eventful, to say the least. It took me about three days to get over my jet lag–I often found myself falling asleep by 6pm and then waking up before the sun did. I didn’t mind the waking up early part though because it really…
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How to Update a Blog in 10 Minutes
My grades this semester are a reflection of how much more effort I put into extracurricular activities and my social life than I did my schoolwork. I am not blaming anyone at all, though, and I leave my junior year behind with my head held high. Even though everyone knows how seriously I take my…