I'm never leaving.

Only deportation or the threat thereof could make me leave this wonderful country.

The first few weeks here have been a giant party of meeting people and having an overall wonderful time.

I've met fabulous Aussies both from the area and from all over the country. I've met wonderful non-Aussies as well from all over the world.

To anybody that was nervous for me (myself included), have no fear, I'm in heaven.


Because I get to sit on giant rocks and admire the beach after a full day at work.


Next to a giant sculpture-esque crawfish lobster.

Even if I don't understand the Metric system (thanks 'merica) or Celsius or the accent half the time, I've irrevocably fallen in love.

I adore my flatmates (aka the five other fabulous girls I live with plus some other adoptees).

I adore everyone in this whole living arrangement.

I adore the other Americans I've met.

And I most certainly adore every last Aussie.

So take it from a now sort of moving a long way a way pro: don't be nervous to make a major life change. You can do it. You'll find friendly people. Trust me, if I can do it full of sarcasm, you can do it while being a genuinely nice person too. (I guess this doesn't apply if you're a total jerk. Total jerks, rethink things).

I started classes this week, and so far I guess I even adore those. (hahahahah, sure).

Just another sunset on the beach

XOXOXO