2 weeks in England

So it's been 2 weeks since I landed. I'm not too sure how to feel about it, it hasn't flown by but it also hasn't crawled by. I feel like I'm still at the stage when you go to camp for that few weeks in the summer when you're a kid. When your parents drop you off (in my case at the airport) all you want to do the first few days is go home. Don't worry, I haven't been a cry baby about it or anything but it's been hard.


I don't know what I was thinking... Hey Amelia, I think it would be a good idea for the first time you left home on your own to go someplace really far away. Don't bother trying out a uni half an hour from home, just jump right into going to a completely different country that is a 9 hour flight away. When you do leave home, go to a  new school with a new flat to stay in and a new class system you don't necessarily understand. And when you go, go  entirely on your own.


........                                                               =|


 But even though I've been super homesick and it's been overwhelming sometimes I've still managed to make lots of really good friends, I guess because in the case of the other Eurolearn students we don't have the time to be strangers. We're family now. I've completely unpacked and have not only found but been on time for all my classes. I've found the fastest way from my flat to main campus. I've made myself food for almost every meal and have not once made or bought KD (no one, not even my american friends know what KD is... I almost cried. They just call it 'mac and cheese'). I wash my own dishes all the time (go me hey mom?) and I always remember my keys when I leave my room. I've had these moose slippers for years but never wore them. Now I wear them every day when I go into the kitchen. hehehe.

It's all about the small victories. I've made a realistic budget for my time here. I I don't wake up in the middle of the night worrying about everything so much that I can't fall back asleep. Now I can sleep  all the way through the night and every morning I wake up and look outside my window and see this.

It's a hazy day today but the hills are green and gorgeous and just outside my window. There is no snow here, bonus! It mostly feels like Edmonton fall weather. 


I guess my point is that I undertook this crazy, scary, amazing journey, and that I survived. And I feel that as soon as i get better settled, I'm going to thrive.


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