Everything seems to be happening all so suddenly. This entire month so far has been a blur. I have wavered between all kinds of moods. There has been excitement - when things have seemed calm and plodding along steadily, I've felt great surges of enthusiasm and eagerness to escape Queensland for Melbourne. There has been great anxiety and stress in trying to secure a place and I am so amazingly relieved that I have managed to have a stroke of luck this late in the game. And there have been simply nerves, worries that I won't get everything done, worries that I've done things wrong or forgotten something, and that's what I'm feeling now.
I've been very happy in this flat here in Brisbane. Brisbane itself hasn't really endeared itself to me and, like the Gold Coast before it, I will not miss it much at all, but the actual flat I live in is really nice and I'm quite lucky to have found it, and UQ has been a very good uni and I've primarily praise for the place and my time there. I hope the University of Melbourne is even better. So many thoughts are racing through my head. I'll end this entry now before it becomes hopelessly choppy and confused.
Have a good one, folks.