Today is 9th of October
de 2011 and I decided writing a diary as an advice from my English teacher
Nicolle so as not to forget the writing skills I’ve learn during this trip.
Starting, is always hard but not impossible
and I must look for strategies to keep on studying on my own since I’m no t
going to be in Auckland anymore to practice English anytime I want.
I think I’ve thought in a vast
range of strategies such as read books, magazines, watching movies, write a
lot, joining to English conversation groups through couch surfing so on and so
for. However I know is going to be hard for me because I know myself very well
and I know I’m kind of lazy, I’m not the type of woman who wants to spend a day
studying on her own.
Nevertheless, it may sound a
little bit modest but I also know I’m extremely intelligent, therefore, I know when it comes to focusing on something, I can find
the way to reach it successfully. I have the capabilities to do it; then it’s
more a matter of interest.
Besides, being so close to my
departure date from Auckland I have got a bunch of feelings in my mind and
stomach, all of them fighting among each others, which is leaving me exhausted
whatsoever. I can’t stop thinking about
how my life will be when I get back to Colombia, I’ve been thinking whether my
life will change or not, will I keep on living the same dull life I used to
live when I left? This is the core question which has been keeping me thinking
during the last month or so, and of course it’s something I will only realize
once I get there, not before or after. But looking back and almost giving a
step backwards but in the same time moving towards my real life, I recognize I’m
in the same point of my life when I was before coming here.
Probably, I have got a great deal
of new information in my head, filed by people, things and circumstances I’ve
passed through. Ones good others not so much, and it makes me happy; All in all
we learn of everything as my grandparents used to say, Although they were
absolutely right, there’s still a bittersweet taste in my mouth, like if the
last six months I’ve spent abroad and far away of my loved ones would be in
vain, like if it wasn’t worth living it.
So, what’s next? I’ll be waiting
for the next events on my life.
Every change is good some people
say, but I’m wondering what if changes mean to get back to your previous life? Are
those changes still good?
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