It was while compiling my portfolio for my internship course at UT that I realised I'd been at KXAN for five months. And on my last day of work, I found out that someone very dear to me had been married in New York. Here I was totally oblivious and under the rock that is exchange.
You may have taken me away from my friends and family in Brisbane, Australia, but Exchange....thanks for all the memories! It's been lovely to drift away from the responsibilities of adult life these past months and just enjoy living and experiencing a new city. Planet Longhorn (the international student org @ UT) has been a huge part of all my happiness this spring. From picking me up at the airport, to crazy Walmart trips (sorry Vanda!) and floating the Comal River on my birthday, this semester has simply been magical. I have no regrets!
April was filled with parties and weekend trips. The Temper Trap also paid another visit to Austin and we arrived hours earlier like true groupies squatting on the cement sidewalk. It was the closest I'd ever been to a big, Aussie rock act. In one week, I got to dress crazy 80's style for PL's skate party, then partied the night away in my amazing 90's black prom dress and finished off the month by visiting San Antonio for Fiesta. It was a HUGE week of awesomeness! And then my 23rd birthday rolled around so Vanda and Club 406 helped me throw a rockstar bash to remember. I will never look at Jello the same way again.
May matched the speed of April with a tad more partying thrown into the mix. Many of my new-found friends were graduating. I kicked off the end of school year celebrations and my last day at KXAN with after-work drinks at Trudy's with coworkers, Erin Cargile and Ben Friberg. Then followed it up with the tradition that is Thursday College night on dirty 6th. Friday was another late night with dinner at Sandra Bullock's restaurant, Bess Bistro. This time staying up with Club 406 watching Skins and soaking up our last moments with Liz. And the partying kept continuing until I had to pick up the pieces of my messy room and move out of the college dorm I'd grappled with over Spring. Thanks Dobie for my packed lunches, mostly unhealthy food, incredible cookies and brownies, and deathly desserts.
