An International Student of Literature in England.
This article is the first one I ever wrote for my blog… Looking back, it means a lot to me because it was the start of a new life, and lots of things have changed since last September. Leaving my home, parents and brother was a huge (and scary) step forward in life, but I think I dealt with it pretty well!
I thought that leaving home and France would be a painful and sad moment with lots of tears, but to be perfectly honest, I was so excited. Since I got my offer from UEA for my English Literature course in November, I had almost a year to prepare myself mentally for my “new life”. That year went really fast, but it’s only around May that I realised that it was really going to happen. I started a countdown over the summer and remember staying awake at night because I was over-excited.
I would imagine how my room and flat would be, if I’d get on well with my flatmates, how the lectures would be, which clothes I should pack… EVERYTHING. It got even worse over the last month at home. I kept telling my parents: “Few days left…” with a huge smile on my face. However, the very last week…
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