This year I was incredibly honoured to be awarded the Brisbane Advertising Association Scholarship for Excellence in Advertising. I do admit, for a long time before applications closed, it was my Mum nagging me to put something together because even if I didn’t win, it was worth the shot. And I am so glad I listened to her!
In the last few days of 2017, I embarked on what would be the experience of a lifetime. After saying goodbye with mixed emotions and spending over 24 hours travelling, I finally arrived in the city that would become my home for the next 6 months – Rotterdam. The first thing you notice when you step off a plane on the other side of the world is that the weather is the complete opposite. No matter how prepared I thought I was, coming from 35C summer days in Brisbane to a Dutch winter which hovers just above the 0C mark was a shock. Fortunately, this weather did not last the entire six months, and seeing the temperature gradually warm into a Dutch summer was something special.
Gather around, gather around!
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It has been over a month since the Brisbane Model United Nations (MUN) Conference 2018, but it still feels like yesterday! As someone who does not participate a lot in university activities, I was very hesitant to join at first after hearing about it at a Business Advantage Entrepreneurship session. However, I thought it would enhance my international business acumen as part of my degree, so I went for it! It did exactly that and so, so much more!
You may never think a semester at university can shape your future, but I’m here to tell you – it’s possible!
I don’t even know where to start with my time at A&M but to summarise it in one phrase, I’ve had the best year of my life. Its hard to believe that almost nine months ago I boarded my flight to LAX; to say time has flown by is an understatement. I joined two organisations, which was probably one of the best decisions I made and I wouldn’t have half the time I had if I wasn’t apart of them. International Business Association allowed me to meet other exchange students in the Mays Business School, which was really helpful at the start when I first arrived because I had other people to relate to. I also joined a sophomore leadership organisation called Slide and we had a strong presence on campus promoting sexual assault awareness and mental health.
For the last two months, I’ve been living and working in Orlando, Florida at the most magical place on earth – Walt Disney World. Now that I’ve completed all my training and have had a bit of time to settle into my role, I’ve had a chance to reflect on my experience so far.
On Friday, February 16, a team of four QUT students boarded an international flight to swap Brisbane’s heatwave for the Montreal snow. Brodie Wilson, Bec Colbrook, Elliott Flowers and myself were set to represent QUT at the John Molson Undergraduate Case Competition (JMUCC), hosted by Concordia University, Montreal.
I’ve been in Brisbane for over a month and have witnessed and interacted with women across different cultures and ages. I’ve heard them talk about their careers in workshops and seminars, seen some juggling parenthood and studies, read about some successful entrepreneurs and their new ventures.
This semester exchange is far too much to put into one post, so I’d like to take a slightly different approach and share one week instead, a trip up to the north of Sweden and Norway with many new friends from all over the world.
So, I’m located in Oslo, studying at BI University (amazing by the way!), but this trip officially began in Sweden, so near midnight on a cold February Friday, I boarded a bus destined for the beautiful city of Stockholm, where we would depart around midday. This next leg was another bus trip but much longer at 20 hours, driving to the far north. That’s right, two whole nights on a bus: in a 48-hour period we would be spending 28 of those hours crammed like sardines. I remember thinking “this better be worth it!”, and luckily it blew my expectations away.