I can’t believe I’m finally writing this post; the time has come for me to leave London for another year! Time has absolutely flown by this year, and it seems like only yesterday I was moving into my little flat and living truly independently for the first time.
I’ve learnt so much this year about how strong I am as a person, in terms of looking after myself, keeping busy with social plans and not letting my anxiety get the best of me despite being in an unfamiliar environment. It gives me great hope for next year on my Year Abroad, and I think I’ve developed enough as a person to be able to survive- no, thrive!
I’ve met so many amazing people; my flatmates, classmates, people I work with who are all like one big family, and my best friend Bianca. I’ve gotten closer to family who live near London, my dad, and my relationship with Tom has definitely strengthened as we prepare to enter our 4th year together. I don’t regret my decision to move back to London instead of commute to uni at all; how could I? Despite spending way too much money each month (something that will have to change if I move back for my final year), I wouldn’t have had the same amazing experiences if I was still living at home – especially now that my family have relocated again.
London is a really incredible city and I wish I had had this same experience during my first year as I’m finally starting to feel like a London student at last… only to move away again until my final year! There is so much more that I want to see and do in this city, but I feel like I’ve made the most of my time here and have had so much fun for the most part.
I can’t wait to come back in my final year as well as visit my friends if I happen to fly over from Spain or Italy, and reminisce about our times in Hollybush House! For now, it’s on to the next adventure…
Goodbye little flat, goodbye little room, and goodbye London.
Lots of Love,