Sorayaa is preparing to defend her soon to be end-of-year-artwork
I’m madly in love with Australia, and no this isn’t just a fleeting thing commonly seen in teenagers (more particularly in overstressed seniors). I’ve seen my fair share of classmates stressing, crying, doubling over in hysterical laughter though there’s nothing funny, after which they all declare they’re moving to the US, Australia or somewhere else on the planet once they’re done with high school.
That’s not the way I think, am, that’s not what I want. I took a liking to the golden coast when I was five – and how many five-year-old EUROPEAN kids fall in love with a country on the other side of the world without having been there before?
I don’t plan on going to college in my country; from what I’ve seen already, there’s not that many courses that interest me. I’ve applied to several colleges abroad already, or sent requests for information, which I got. Going to uni in Australia – it just seems so wonderful. And if I do turn out to obtain a degree in Belgium, I’ll always be able to move there later on, right?
I’ve got plentyyyy of time.
