Hi! 1 Year ago I woke up at 3am, exited to get to the airport to fly to London. It was my first flight without my parents; I flew with a wonderful person called Francis to London to start my adventure.
I did not realize I was in England until I got used to living there. Everybody else got really exited the nearer the day we left came but I just did not realize that I was actually going.
I learned so much in these 7 Months, it’s more than I ever imagined:
I learned that not every family lives there life like mine in Germany does.
I learned that school is not something bad, its actually quite fun.
I learned that even if you don’t like people from the first sight they can become your best friends.
I learned that different is everything but weird and boring.
I learned that English is such a cool language compared to German.
I learned that homosexuality is something completely normal and a very normal thing; that normal people can have normal feelings towards every kind of other normal people.
I learned that – just because you thought something is uncool and stupid because you heard that it is – it doesn’t have to be.
I learned that my „friends“ at home are partly not really my friends.
I learned that it doesn’t matter what others think about the stuff you do. You’ll find other others who like to do these things with you.
I learned that you’ll never gonna find the adventures you’re dreaming of in your bed if you don’t leave it.
I learned that even though you feel like something is useless while you do it, its not. Most of the time.
I learned that things that seem very important and a reason to start a fight – are not.
I learned that every thing you buy was built by someone and there were people involved to produce it. It does not just appear.
I would definitely pack my stuff and leave right now if somebody would offer me to go again, and this was not the first time, I promise!!