I used to live in Engeland

I don’t know how many times I have said that exact line. I sort of say it over and over again. The reason why I say this all the time, for the people that do not know. When I was eighteen I went abroad for three months, which in all fairness is a short period of time. The thing though is when I lived there every day was a day to celebrate. Every single day was a day where I tried to find lovely things, I tried to experience it all so much and make it so that I got a lesson and a nice memory from every single day.

I normally don’t live like that, when I just go to school and stuff all the days seem to kind of morph into one. For most people, life is like that. Thinking about it now makes me quite sad. I should live like I lived in England more. l I grew so much in such a short time. I learned so much and experienced so much. When I came back I was at such a high. The months December through March where is most productive happy days. So now I’m sitting in my room watching videos from when I lived in England. And I miss it. I can’t wait to visit Newcastle again. It was such an amazing experience.

Newcastle is the place where I learned to truly enjoy my own company. I learned to love to be alone. I used to dislike shopping on my own, but here there was no other choice. So I used to go into town or the shopping center and wear my earphones and just browse for hours.

I have always been very critical about myself, my goals, and who I was as a person. In England, I became the person I was meant to be all along. I learned to live with less. I learned how hard work pays off. I realized I looked the best and I felt the best when I just bought whatever  I loved. Instead of giving in to peer pressure. Peer pressure is one of those things you don’t release influence you until you live months away from anyone who can be considered your peers. When I left I was ready, ready to conquer the world and make all my dreams come true.

For a while, I had forgotten what I had learned. Who I wanted to be, reading back in my journal and my blog posts helped me a lot. I am that girl, the girl that used to live in England and if I could do that, I can do a lot more.

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