Because I’m a Graduate

You know what’s funny? Watching my little brother go back to school knowing that I never have to go ever again. I’m on of those cool kids who graduated! It’s exciting, but weird and kinda sad all at the same time. But I think I’m going to enjoy this year. There is so much stuff going on (that’ll I’ll reveal at a later date) that is going to be so exciting. And I absolutely cannot wait for uni next year! Yeah I’m thinking 2010 is going to be great. Even if I don’t have a job yet and I’m still bumming around… things are looking up.

Ladies and Gentlemen...

I am pleased to inform you that I have been accepted into the Bachelor of Nursing/Bachelor of Midwifery dual degree at QUT, commencing 2011.

I am soooooo excited! I don't think I ended up writing a post about my school results but I ended up getting an OP 3. The cutoff OP for the dual degree was a 7 so I was pretty confident that I would be accepted but was still a little nervous. Uni offers were supposed to be released today but I got a text last night from one of my friends telling me to hurry up and log onto QTAC as offers were up! I did just that and found I had been accepted for my first preference! much celebrating followed.

I've decided to defer for a year to work and get some money before heading off to Uni. I can't wait for 2011 now. QUT is going to be so much fun!

Cert III

One of my friends finally uploaded the video of my cert III class' final ever performance, our own arrangement of the beautiful hymn 'I Surrender All'. I thought I'd share it with you. Enjoy : )

I Surrender All

Love Alexie

Perth

I was so busy during my holiday that I had no time to update-as-I-went. So here is a collection of some of my favourite snaps from the holiday – each showing some of the highlights of my trip.

This is the Welcome Wall. It’s basically a long list of all the names of people who have immigrated to Australia via Fremantle. Not that you can see, but I’m pointing to my own family’s name.

We celebrated Sinter Klaas (Dutch Christmas) at Miss Maud’s. A night filled with music, laughter and LOTS of food. Here I am with my cousins Emily and Cameron.

It’s impossible to stay in your seat the whole night at Miss Maud’s. Oom Sace, Tante Anthea, Emily and I in the conga line.

Holly and I before we went for a swim in the Indian ocean.

Watching the sunset into the ocean with the Murray family.

Holly and I relaxing after a long hard day playing tourist. I stayed with the Murray’s for most of my trip and it honestly was like home. I knew where everything was and by the end of my trip felt like part of the furniture.

A cousins (well some of them anyway) outing day. Emily, Anne-Elise, Miranda, Cameron and I relax in Kings Park.

 

My cousin Cameron is an incredibly talented musician. He attends WAAPA and I was lucky enough to be able to see his Funk Band perform at The Ellington Jazz Club. I was pretty excited not only to see him perform but to be an underage club-goer. Granted I did have to wear a bright red band on my arm and have parental permission to go but it was so much fun.  Pictured above: Anne-Elise, Emily and myself.

About 3 weeks after I arrived the rest of my family joined me in WA. This is all of us the day after their arrival standing out the front of Ye Olde London Court.

The Maritime Museum was particularly fun, especially the submarine tour we did. I think in this picture I’m entering the Sub.

We ate ALOT. Looking through my pictures… most of them depict us around a table. After a long day in Freo, while waiting for the Night time tour of Fremantle Prison, we relaxed at an Irish Pub.

The Perth Buma’s and the QLD Buma’s combined forces to perform at the local Carols Service. Cameron, myself and J0rdan hanging out before we went on stage.

After Christmas the Buma family headed off to Lesmurdie for a family reunion. The number of people staying at Camp Buma (as we affectionately called it) drifted between 40-50 people for most of the weekend. It was probably one of my favourite things about the holiday. Mostly because I got to see family that I haven’t seen in years, and some that I’d never even met. It’s a beautiful thing to be surrounded by so much family and just be completely yourself. I can’t wait until the next one!

My beautiful Oma was diagnosed with cancer while we were there and underwent some pretty serious surgery. We nearly lost her but by God’s amazing grace she is now recovering wonderfully and will be going home from hospital this weekend. We had planned as a part of Camp Buma to run a church service as a family. When Oma got sick and we found out she’d be in hospital during this time we decided that since she couldn’t come to church… Church would come to her. We booked out the chapel of the hospital and had church as a family.  Pictured above: Emily and I at Church.

This is the most wonderful family in the world.

Holly and I just before we left Camp Buma.

On our last day in Perth we had our final visit with Oma. Looking at this picture you can hardly tell she was even sick (a very different looking woman to the one we visited in ICU just after her surgery believe me). The Perth and QLD Buma kids together with Oma.

Saying goodbye to Emily, who I miss so much! We’re so similar its scary (except for the fact that while she’s incredibly talented at sport I maintain that sport is determined to bring me down) and I love her to absolute pieces.

 

As happy as I am to be home after such a long time (nearly 6 weeks) I miss my family so much. Thank you to everyone that had me to stay at their houses, particularly the Murray’s, I had the most wonderful and amazing holiday. I love you all.

Back to the real world I guess.