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A New School Adventure

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Today I had to realize my High School journey is ended. This morning I woke up as I was going to get to school, but in reality I only drove my brother to the train and than I had to come back home. I got photos from my family group chat and texting wishing everyone good luck for the first school day after summer holidays and I indeed got a message from a teacher saying the same. Was than that I got panicking! If I am not going to High School anymore, how is gonna be my life? How is going to be University, will I like it? Is it the right choice for me? I put beforehand, I always hated High School, never appreciate subjects, being there for 6 hours listening apparently to boring classes and for years I waited for this moment, to finish that nightmare and to be grown up to go to University. But now.. everything is going to be new, I do not know even in which faculty I will go to, and how I will put up with new people. Well I know. I am not the only one living this situation. New plac...

Which type are you?

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Every person is different and for any reason anyone should ever think to be superior to others. There are shy person which love to be stable and prefer not to move, to do not leave their confort zone and others which love the adventure. As I think most people reading this blog found out I am the second type.. so in this post I am gonna tell you my story and my plans for the future. I always wanted to discover myself new places and a new me, I love to keep discovering myself during my traveling far from everything known. After the exchange year I finished my last high school year over in Italy, which I successfully passed and finished my exams I took a flight to my second home now over in Ireland. This time I decided to stay in a home by myself experiencing also what living alone means. The month has flown as always! I have been working a couple of days a week and I met with my friends over there. That place really feels like my hometown. Arrived there felt like I never left, pe...

"Keep me inside the pocket of your ripped jeans"

I believe happiness differs from person to person but I am sure that everyone needs someone special in  their life. Everyone needs someone to make us feel needed, wanted, desired.. special somehow. Yes, the word special define perfectly how I felt many times in my life. For years I thought I didn't need anyone next to me to be happy, I always thought I was enough for my self. And yes, partly I am enough for myself but during the past few months I understood I  had amazing people around me, there, ready to help and substain me anytime I needed. I never understood their importance until today and I am wondering my self if is it too late now to let them know that. Too late to say how much they mean to me,how much I miss and love them, seems like every thing is flying by and I cannot reach the time. As if memories inside my head will never let me alone whether the moment is passed and it will never come back. Photographs, portrait staring at me as they want to say someth...

I'm scared, who's not

The count down to go back in Italy is already started. This experience is almost gone, and I cannot belive it, i remember last year in this period, when I was doing the count downt to come here, to experiece my life, the time was going so slow, I was starting to get ready for the Orientation with the organization for three days, meet the other exchange student, share our feelings, and now, now is just going to be over, to be back to my life, everything will be the same of ever, the same school, the same bedroom, the same streets, everything, the only changed will be me. That's scarry, actually I'm more scared to leave Ireland then when I flought from Italy. When I left I had to build up my life from nothing, and now what's going to be when I'll be back, will be everyting like before? Shall I have to start again my life from nothing, far from the people that make me the person that I am now?

how stop the time?

Was a saturday in October, when talking with my host mom, she told me "you won't realize how time will fly, 'till the day of sant patricks day, i'm telling you now" . I'm telling now, this sentence has been true, I don't know how these journey had flown so fast, I just wish that these last few months won't as fast. That's the best experience of my life, this is meaning so much for me, go ahead just with my forces, learn to be more strong and understand myself and making up my character. I honestly think that every adolescent should have the possibility and be brave enought to do this experience, to leave everything and build up a new life in a new city, with new friends and a new "family". My host family is my bless, I cannot imagine my experience with other people, I just love every part of it. I'll never be enough thanksfull to my organization to get me in this family, and gave me an other exchange student with who share my exper...

Christmas

Is the first year far away in christmas time. When people ask me if I'm going home for the holidays and I answer that I'll stay here and that anyway we are not allow to go home, everyone make a weird face and they start to say: "Oh, I'm so sorry". I want just to say that come here has been my complete decision, that I knew that I can't go home and I have been agree, and I'm so excited to see their tradiction, is just an year, I want to do as much as possible. I won't never have the opportunity to spend my christmass with the people that are here, with the host family and friends. I'm so glad that I didn't listen no one and I left my italian life for this few months. Thanks to the organisation that helped me and found for me this hostfamily that is the best thing that i couldn't wish. For gave me the possibility to meet my host sister that is just so perfect, is like we know each other since we borned. I trust her 110% and she's with me...

50 days here xx

Hi there, from today I'll write my posts in english, so you'll can see the improuvment of this experience. I'm here from 50 days , I always feel that my time is going so fast and I can't stop my days, is always friday, I love my weekend, is not that, is just that seems yesterday that I was in the airport and I saw for the first time my hostmother. My english was so bad and was really difficult to undestand others, and now, now thanksfull to everyone here I can undestand them and I can talk with them without problems. For the first period here my favourit word was "sorry?", I can't belive that I'm realizing my dream, that I'm changing myself. I started my volontary job and I love it, I'm always impatient to go there, for my three hours, and to go to my art lesson. Thanksfull to my art class now I can see the different light and I'm most interessed about the nature. I'm not more interessed about the mobile, I'm interessed about wha...