You build a life for sixteen years and leave it for ten months.
You build a life for ten months and leave it forever.
Which one is harder?

Sunday, April 23, 2017

update #26 - LipSync/ Last EF meeting in America

days count: 277, days left in America: 51

I can't believe that I'll be home so soon. I actually really don't wanna leave at all. I'm driven by so many different feelings. When I text people from home, I really can't wait, but then I really appreciate and love every little thing here so incredibly and I get so sad when I think about leaving. It feels weird and I don't know how to handle these feelings.
The past couple weeks, I joined a hip hop group that practiced two to four hours a day for one of the biggest events at my school called LipSync. With hip hop practice and track together, I was pretty busy but it is definitely worth all the stress and pain.
Lip Sync was last friday and we are all so proud of the result. We got an award and I love all of those girls so much. The video of the complete dance is on my Facebook page. The actual purpose of the event is to Lip sync the songs, but the students make it more like a dance battle.









Today was the last time all of the exchange students in this area met. It was at a bowling alley and we had pizza and did some activities. I'll put up some more pictures as soon as I get them. We just got some information about leaving etc and it was kinda sad. And I really suck at bowling.

In love with Californian dusks


…and these weirdos

especially those two, because we fucked up
 and missed the flight in Phoenix.
Stuck with those jerks since day one
and couldn't love them more.
It will never be the same again, I will never see these people again, or even if, it won't be this group. They're like my family and just thinking about leaving them makes me wanna cry. Once again I'm at the point where I think about how many times I'll do all the "normal" things again. Like, how many times I'll go to my favorite food place, how many times I'll have track practice, if its my last exam in a class, and  I literally get sad about everything. This might sound really silly because I still have 6 weeks to go, but I just can't handle the thought that I might never come back, I'll never be in the gym again, cheering with my school for a team, just normal American things. I start realizing how much I've changed and it makes me happy and causes fear at the same time. It just weird being on exchange I guess. I'll definitely try to  join the Switzerland Ambassador program for information meetings etc. And btw I realized that I'm passionate about track and really sad that the season ends so soon. 


I really hate myself :') The pictures just came. By the way, its 10:39 PM and I'll get up at like 5:45.









I don't need to mention
that we are both high key
in love with Ice cream
we look like a typical Swedish
family but I'm not blonde and
not Swedish
this was after we had pizza, that's why
we look happy instead of
sad

so much love for those people
that made my journey so
much better