I'm pretty sure I say this all the time about everything, but I honestly cannot believe how fast time has flown. It feels like we just got here, but also like we've been here forever. Isn't time so weird that way?
When I first got here, it felt strange because I've always wanted to study abroad, and I was always looking forward in time to when I would be older, a junior in college, and finally studying abroad. And then all of a sudden I was a junior and I was in Spain, and it was all happening. I felt old, to be honest.
These last four months have been amazing. I know that I have personally grown, and deciding to go abroad is the best or one of the best that I've made in all of my college career.
But at the same time, I'm ready to go home. I miss the normalcy of things. I miss my dog (this is a big deal for me because I was terrified of dogs for years).
I want to control what I'm eating and not feel like a guest in a home. My host family has been amazing, but sometimes I feel like a baby. My food is made for me, my laundry is washed, my room is cleaned, and sometimes I feel that I have to constantly explain myself such as why I didn't eat breakfast that morning because my host mom knows what I do based on the dishes. I know I'm complaining of being pampered and spoiled, but it feels overwhelming.
When I first got here, it felt strange because I've always wanted to study abroad, and I was always looking forward in time to when I would be older, a junior in college, and finally studying abroad. And then all of a sudden I was a junior and I was in Spain, and it was all happening. I felt old, to be honest.
These last four months have been amazing. I know that I have personally grown, and deciding to go abroad is the best or one of the best that I've made in all of my college career.
But at the same time, I'm ready to go home. I miss the normalcy of things. I miss my dog (this is a big deal for me because I was terrified of dogs for years).
I want to control what I'm eating and not feel like a guest in a home. My host family has been amazing, but sometimes I feel like a baby. My food is made for me, my laundry is washed, my room is cleaned, and sometimes I feel that I have to constantly explain myself such as why I didn't eat breakfast that morning because my host mom knows what I do based on the dishes. I know I'm complaining of being pampered and spoiled, but it feels overwhelming.