I’ve been home now for a couple of weeks (so yes, I know that I’m posting this way too late) and I cannot describe how happy I am to be back home. Back to the normal life, back with my friends and all the time we spend with each other. Even though I am so happy to be back in this little and oh so cold country does not mean that I do not treasure my time in the USA, because I do. And I think about my life there everyday, and sometimes it feels like it was all a dream, but I know it isn’t. I met all those amazing people and I cannot wait to see them again.
We had field day at the beach, so we had to team up with our class. We were the CPE Preppies aka the nerds.
Last time IV with my amazing roommate ❤
Together with some people from my house we went to Los Angeles. We drove through Malibu, went to see the Hollywood sign and we continued to the Walk of Fame. Afterwards my crazy Finnish roommate got a tattoo at Venice. I really loved Venice, you could just walk there and look around a bit, watching the street performers do their thing. We also decided to check out the shopping streets at Santa Monica, it was absolutely amazing. We had our graduation a few days before I left, I got my diploma with C2 on it (the highest level) but I still have to do my Cambridge exam in December.
My crazy homeshare, I had such an amazing time there. I had the best house boss ever.
My friends and my family picked me up from the airport. They organized a surprise party for me, so when I came home I heard “sssh” from the other room. All my friends were there, I was so overwhelmed that I didn’t even know what to say, I had the most happy welcome home.
Right now I am enjoying the festival season and tomorrow is my first day at work. I am probably going to school after summer, the plan is to work and learn so than the real life really starts. I am looking forward to all the new adventures and what life is going to bring me. After 9 months away from home I know I will survive, so bring it on.