The end is near, and all I have are happy memories
I hate saying goodbyes. But this is not goodbye. I will be back. I’ve left people and places and I am not ready to let go. I’ve created ties with Europe in different ways – I’ll be back in Budapest for the baths, Krakow for that one Polish person I’ve a strong bond with, Brno for my Portuguese buddy, Ibiza to party. I’ve also not yet seen so much of Europe.
During my time here, I’m thankful for a multitude of things. I’ve made some ‘bomb ass homies’ (as those friends would put it) in NYU Prague, some European acquaintances and friends, participated in the one world international human rights film festival in Prague (I watched 5 documentaries!). I’m glad I decided to teach English at Czech Technical University; it forced me out of the Prague 1/Prague 2 area and allowed me to interact with Czech people – I actually have a Czech non-RA friend now. I’m glad I went to London for Singapore Day and met up with my high school friends. I haven’t seen them in such a long time. Somehow I’ve also become a hairdresser here. I bought clippers to trim my hair, but ended up doing over 10 haircuts for friends, 2 of which are RAs. I’ve got a little reputation as the hairdresser for NYU Prague, and I’m loving it.
Taking 18 credits at a study abroad site may not have been the best decision, but I’m glad I did because 16 of those counted towards something (which is more than anything I’ve ever done in New York) and this class was the last 2 credits – under the advice of a previous study abroad student. Even though it was really hard keeping up with the actual writing of 500 words when I was in a different city every Friday, this blog forced me to think about my experience, and put into words my thoughts – which is something I challenge myself to do every semester: to take a class that is focused on writing – because I need dedicated writing practice.
It’s funny how much history I’ve learnt over the past few months – especially Czech/ Central European history. I don’t even know that much about Singapore, not that we have that much history as a nation anyway. This summer I’m probably going to do some tourist stuff in Singapore – I feel so ashamed that I haven’t explored my own country as much as I have an entire continent.
After my semester of jetsetting, I’m so inspired to travel around the US more. Getting on a plane/train/bus is not as daunting as it seemed before. I used to be even too lazy to go to a Williamsburg coffee shop to hang out when I lived right off the L. Now I’m thinking weekends in Boston or Philly. Traveling by myself gives me so much confidence and makes me feel so independent, I definitely want to do it more often.
As I’m typing this it’s 3am and I feel a wave of sadness – I love it here so, so much. But:
(I think the smiley and my smile are accurate depictions of my love for Prague)