I have officially finished my mental health placement. It was extremely interesting and rewarding and I was sad to leave, though I am still uncertain as to whether I could do it as a specialty. I am also thoroughly exhausted, more emotionally than physically. But no rest for the wicked. I have a monstrous amount of exam study to do as well as organising everything for Italy (only 2 and a half weeks away!).
Trying to learn some Italian. I can say "One white wine please" and "I don't like meat" so I'm pretty much set.
Buying up old and not-as-old movies.
Same goes for books. I've only read The Book Thief so far, I sobbed.