Well. I did it. This July, I shall be retuning to Monash Uni to complete a Bachelor of Global Arts with a major in International Studies.

Oi. To. The. Vey.

I am both relieved and terrified. To add to the terror is the fact that, by the time I return, I won't have written an essay for nearly two years. Fanfic, yes, but not as essay.

In amongst all this confusion, the one thing that I do know is that I will never take Philosophy ever again. Never, ever again. *shudders* Philosophy did nothing but inspire in me the desire to bang my head against a wall.

On another note, mum and I leave for Europe very, very soon. I studied our itinerary properly and I realized just how much of a blur this holiday is going to be.

::tour starts::
- 3 nights in Rome.
- 1 night in Florence.
- 2 nights in Venice.
- 1 night in Innsbruck.
- 2 nights in Lucerne.
- 2 nights in Paris.
::tour ends::
- 7 nights in London.
- 3 nights in Cardiff. Doctor Who, people!
- 3 nights in Edinburgh.
- 1 night in Glasgow.
- 2 nights in Singapore.

I'm determined not to let going back to uni get in the way of my love of travel. I'm hoping it will facilitate it. My course requires that I study overseas for a semester because it's a *global* arts course, but once it's all done, I'm going to continue on with all my previous plans, just with a degree under my belt.