Omg, I‘m in Australia?!

I’m gonna be honest, I did not plan what I am going to write here beforehand, so this’ll probably be just a lot of rambling instead of an actual blog entry of what I did. The most eventful thing was moving hist families. MY NEW HOST FAMILY HAS A DOG! His name is Ripley and I love him. He’s such a cutie<3 Please take the sweet treats way from me! 🙏 I swear I cannot say no to a sweet treat. And you can start to see that. But what can I say, the food here is so fucking delicious.  I always feel like a victorian child dying from lung cancer after going in a run, but other than that I have been starting to enjoy it a bit more. Probably because i have Ripley with me when I go for a run. That’s legit so random but I still need to study math today. Idk why i felt the need to share that. Like i don’t hate math or studying it at all...but my god why does it have t0 be on a Sunday!?  I wanted to take a nap man. Well guess I have to cheer myself up with a sweet treat…

 “Shit, I forgot to bring my rainboots“ (no I totally did not steal this introduction from the first blog post because I didn’t have a better one) But I fr should have brought some, even though I think I don’t even have some in Austria, because tell me why I thought it’s always warm and lovely here. Well it is still lovely, just very very wet. And I even saw a rainbow, so I can’t really complain.  I am going to change host families next weekend, and even though I really like my current one, I’m very excited to be at my new one (this is obviously not influenced by the fact that they have a dog at all) To everyone who says “omg running is so fun“. Shut up no it’s not, we both know you are lying. But the feeling AFTER running, THAT is sooo f*cking nice. So stop gaslighting people by saying you love running while you’re actually running, maybe for like 5 min, but then nuh uh, it feels like you are a dying fish. Anyway, I am quite a shitty runner, so hitting my 5k goal consistently...

Uhm, sooo...we do not talk about the fact, that my last post was about two weeks ago, after I had promised myself I'd write AT LEAST once a week. Ok? Thanks, great! Anyway. I'm trying to think of what to write, but the only thing I actively remember is bying soft serve two times, and both were expensive as shit (15 dollars, like do you also want my liver or what?). Oh and in the cafè, where I bought the first ice cream, there was also a pidgeon just chilling inside. His name is Francis (i named him :3). What else? I've started school, watched the eagles win and met some other exchange students (not in this order though I think). Wow, I should definetely start doing more sudoks, to avoid getting alzheimer early, because like my teacher once said: Mei Hirn is a Nudelsieb (which translates to: "my brain is a pasta strainer", I know, very deep poetry). Now I'll stop yapping and start trying to recall all that has happened.  So, the Footy game. It was not only the ...