My mind had been ticking… beeping like a time bomb, and then it exploded, giving me a panic attack and I collapsed with a nervous breakdown. This was after a traumatic incident at my workplace, where I was being constantly bullied by a colleague, who happened to be my manager’s best friend. She loved to[…]
The bus departs and I watch it go. For a second I can feel myself longing to leave with it. But it’s gone and I’m here. I have to do this. The sun is out in full force, spring is giving way to inevitable summer. I wish it was raining, I would be safe if[…]
I walk across the Eleanor Schonell Bridge. I’ll take the same route back across going home. Heading into Uni, there is a beautiful view of the river from the bridge. It’s about 4pm. I usually cross at this time most days. At this time of day, the sun is just beginning to descend and the[…]
One day in June 2015, Dr Katie asked me, “So how do you feel?” “I feel like I am in the darkroom where I could see neither a door nor a window. And I am double-blinded by a mask over my eyes. I am in total and complete darkness. All I can do is walk[…]
Growing up in Queensland, all you ever hear about is UQ. It’s the best, the biggest, and the oldest university in the state. However, it’s safe to say that my first experience with UQ was not the best. Don’t get me wrong—it was very enjoyable. But when a story ends with four teenagers and a[…]
It was four o’clock on a Thursday afternoon, I found myself wandering at UQ. I forgot my practical class was cancelled and with it my afternoon tasks. So, I decided to wait for my boyfriend until six but I was not sure what to do so I decided to take a short walk before going[…]
Winter, July 25th. I was strolling on campus grounds shortly after being contained in a temporary economic universe bubble that I have created on my own. Being a stranger in a foreign land, trying to fathom things around you, to capture moments around you, to breathe things around you – has been in contrast a momentary[…]
This is my account on why I decided to become a student at UQ. Going back to study Engineering as a mature aged student requires dedication and commitment, as well as resilience to failure and preparation for success. Before I decided to accept my enrolment in UQ, I was travelling in Japan. What resonated with[…]
Into one grain, there come a hundred harvests.[1] We, the alumni of the University of Queensland (UQ), are seeds germinated and nourished in the rich intellectual life of the University, bringing forth a hundred harvests, a rich bounty manifest not only in the contributions made to the communities in which we have worked, but more[…]