TWENTY-FIVE

So, it was my twenty-fifth birthday on Monday. I took a little trip to Flinders over the weekend with some of my best friends and it made me pretty happy. I'm extremely appreciative of the people that I surround myself with these days. Perhaps through the years that we've known each other, severing ties with other friends seemed heart-wrenching at the time but everything works out the way it's supposed to. Now, those that are left are the purest people I've come across, they're beautiful and amazing in all of their different ways, in ways a lot of other people don't understand. I'm really, really lucky. All of the shit we've been through together finally makes sense, due to the fact it's made us all stronger individually and as friends. And that's enough of that.

Here are some of the only snaps I got (please note my home made birthday cake and delicious birthday breakfast tacos)

TYCHO

Getting me through this week.

BERLIN APARTMENT HUNTING

Okay, so I know it's entirely premature but there's nothing wrong with a little research, right? I'm looking into apartments available in Kreuzberg/Neukölln via Airbnb to begin with. It's surprising and fairly exciting that within our price range there are some amazing furnished places to rent. Just a little bit of inspiration. I'll just leave this here.

TWENTY-FIFTEEN

Already three months into the New Year, time rushes forward and realisation crushes you. Here we are, 2015. I guess this is basically where I give a detailed recollection of events and memories that are somewhat prevalent from the past few months.

I obviously haven't been very motivated to write, although I'm continuing on with my journalism degree. Interestingly enough, study has done absolutely nothing to motivate me to pursue anything real. I've struggled to write a damn thing over the past year. I boil it down to the fact that I've made some kind of writer out of myself in my mind and I can never possibly live up to that title. Writer. Sure. Perhaps if I tried, I could become semi-decent and I suppose that's my plan. Write in private and publish nothing until I get it right. So, there's that.

I've been extremely happy over the past year and two months with Rick, we are really in love and all that disgusting crap. We've decided to move to Berlin to study and/or work at the beginning of 2016. The original plan was to go later this year, but it's probably more responsible and intelligent to save enough money to live for at least 6 months so that we can properly enjoy it. We have high hopes of not returning to Australia, but we have to finish our degrees here and then who knows where to. Aspiring to do these things together is simple and ideas flow easy between us, so I don't mind what happens because I know it will be something amazing. 

All of this means that this year will be a stagnant one and the future is slow coming, but we can use this time to accomplish our financial goals for Berlin, plan like motherfuckers and finish what we're doing here. Whatever that may be. We've started to learn German, although we're yet to begin any kind of formal education, but that will come. I'm working 6 days a week at the moment, part-time optical dispenser, part-time physio receptionist and only attending one editing subject at uni this semester. It's keeping me busy and I'm finally starting to focus on my goals for this year. I guess that's something, right? 

Maybe I can keep up with some writing and post some things of interest. That would be good. I need to get some shit together for a proper blog for Berlin. Including videos, photos, articles and maybe make something of my time there. There are some crazy idiots out there making a living out of what they love simply via the internet. I could be one of those idiots, and I sure as hell am crazy.

There you have it, for now. x