Time is really flying by now, this is my last week of school here in canada and in two weeks I have to go back to germany.
Its just such a weird feeling, of course I am excited to see my friends and family again but I found awesome friends here and this is the life Ive always wanted to live,
I love canada, I love the canadian way of living and tbh I wish I could stay here forever.
I found a text about that situation on the internet and it really made me cry.
Its kind of long but its just so true, it probably touches you more when you are or have been an international student.
"A year has passed and now we stand on the brink, of returning to a world
where we are surrounded by the paradox of everything and yet nothing
being the same. In a couple of weeks we will reluctantly give our hugs
and, fighting the tears,we will say goodbye to people who were once just
names on a sheet of paper to return to people that we hugged and fought
tears to say goodbye to before we ever left.We will leave our best
friends to return to our best friends.We will go back to the
places we came from, and go back to the same things we did last summer
and every summer before. We will come into town on that same familiar
road, and even though it has been months, it will seem like only
yesterday. As you walk into your old bedroom, every emotion will pass
through you as you reflect on the way your life has changed and the
person you have become. You suddenly realize that the things that were
most important to you a year ago don't seem to matter so much anymore,
and the things you hold highest now, no one at home will completely
understand. Who will you call first? What will you do your first
weekend home with your friends? Where are you going to work? Who will be
at the party Saturday night? What has everyone been up to in the past
few months? Who from school will you keep in touch with? How long before
you actually start missing people barging in without calling or
knocking? Then you start to realize how much things have changed, and
you realize the hardest part of being an exchange student is balancing
the two completely different worlds you now live in, trying desperately
to hold on to everything all the while trying to figure out what you
have to leave behind. We now know the meaning of true friendship.
We know who we have kept in touch with over the past year and who we
hold dearest to our hearts. We've left our worlds to deal with the real
world. We've had our hearts broken, we've fallen in love, we've helped
our best friends overcome eating disorders, depression, stress, and
death. We've lit candles at the grotto and we've stayed up all night on
the phone just to talk to a friend in need. There have been times when
we've felt so helpless being hours away from home when we know our
families or friends needed us the most, and there are times when we know
we have made a difference. Just weeks from now we will leave.
Just weeks from now we take down our pictures, and pack up our clothes.
No more going next door to do nothing for hours on end. We will leave
our friends whose random e-mails and phone calls will bring us to
laughter and tears this summer, and hopefully years to come. We will
take our memories and dreams and put them away for now, saving them for
our return to this world. Just weeks from now we will arrive.
Just weeks from now we will unpack our bags and have dinner with our
families. We will drive over to our best friend's house and do nothing
for hours on end. We will return to the same friends whose random emails
and phone calls have brought us to laughter and tears over the year. We
will unpack old dreams and memories that have been put away for the
past year. In just weeks we will dig deep inside to find the strength
and conviction to adjust to change and still keep each other close. And
somehow, in some way, we will find our place between these two worlds."
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