miércoles, 27 de mayo de 2015

100 gaviotas dónde irán

Almost June and I can't believe yet how fast it went...

It seems to be yesterday when we celebrated Christmas and today the countdown on the phone says there are less than 30 days left. Yes, one month!! My host mum said this was kind of a "bittersweet" feeling, and I think that's the perfect word. I'm happy and excited to meet my friends and family again, after 10 months using skype and facetime to talk to them. I can't wait to see my cat, sleep in my bed and have lunch at my grandmas. But on the other hand, I'm going to miss this sooo much... taking the school bus to go to class, playing with the dogs at home, or going kayaking in the lake (just to mention a few things). 

What's going to happen when i finally arrive home? It is going to be the same? Is the people going to be same? The same places to hang out or the same teachers I used to have?

Believe it or not, but that scares me the most. I'm going to feel like an outsider in my own place... Being away for so long has made me to see how my environment has changed. Sounds stupid and a little bit crazy, but that's how I feel. 

I used to talk to my friends almost every day and they have told me a lot of things about them, and sometimes those things made me laugh or scared me... (like, what the fuck is going on with you guys?). We are not kids anymore and this summer is going to be a GOOD summer, can't wait for it! But at the same time, there are going to be some awkward moments where I will not know how to react or say. 

What about when the summer ends? I'll be back to school and what? Is it going to be as it used to be?

Of course not. Here in Canada school is, most of the time, much more easier. I don't know if "easier" is the best word, but I haven't worked as much as I used to work in Spain. I used to spend the whoooole afternoon studying for my tests and getting ready for projects and exams. Here, it is pretty different, I do a lot of things in class but we don't have as much homework or tests. The difference may be than in Spain teachers and students get more focused in theory parts, which have to be shown in the tests. It doesn't work like this here, where they are more focused in working in class, more practice than theory. However, I have forgotten my studies techniques and I wouldn't be able to spend the night studying, it is impossible for me right now.

What I'm sure I'm going to do this summer is that I'm going to study everything I haven't studied in one year, and I'm going to hang out and party as much as I haven't in one year. As I said, I'm not a kid any more, and I can say that this year abroad has made much more responsible and mature, so I'm able enough to know how to behave, both studying and partying. 

I can feel how all the Spanadians are feeling and I can't guess what's going to happen once we get home. What I'm pretty sure about is that I'm going to enjoy my friends and family as much as I haven't in these months !! 

martes, 19 de mayo de 2015

Algonquin Park

Nothing better than spending a long weekend camping in Algonquin Park.

We left on Friday right after school and we drove two hours north to the park. It is a gorgeous place, with trees, pines, leaves, birds, beaches, lakes and nature. But it was much more crowed than I thought it would be, because it was the first weekend of the year when the park is open (after a long and hard winter). We took the trailer and slept there for three nights. We came back home on Monday, on Victoria Day (holiday in Canada).

We met some friends there, and we had a blast! Games, bike rides, books, food, bonfire, marshmallows... I loved it!! I have been camping before but I am going to remember this forever!! The weather was perfect as it was not cold, and we enjoyed it all together. Three days in a campsite, nice weather, with no wifi, no showers (haha), family and friends... sounds good eh?

Some funny facts ... 
On Saturday morning I was playing baseball with Emma using this heavy ball when it was my turn to pitch. Unluckily, my non-really-good experience in baseball made me throw the ball to her head... and believe me, it was heavy, really heavy. She started to cry, and I felt so bad.
Then, on Sunday morning I was playing baseball again, but with Milsy this time, but I was batting. She threw me the ball and when I batted the ball just went to her face (it was not that heavy ball I used with Emma). She started to cry too when she realized her nose was bleeding... I couldn't feel worse haha. 
Finally, we came to the conclusion that if they are going to play baseball with me, they should play in my team and not against me :P



I found this really funny ok? haha









Milsy creating a master piece in the sand



Waffle cones filled with mini marshmallows, mini m&ms, skor and peanut butter bits ... all roasted and melted :,,,,)




Visions of sunshine, the leaves trembling as the trees slowly sway in the wind, sand and waves gently crashing around your toes.

viernes, 1 de mayo de 2015

May

No me puedo creer que solo queden 2 meses para volver la casa, no se si asustarme o alegrarme, pero todavía no me creo que haya aguantado 8 meses aquí. Sin mi familia, sin mis amigos, sin mi día a día ... ha sido duro, pero ahora, no se si quiero irme o quiero quedarme por más tiempo.

Me cuesta mucho hacerme a la idea de tener que hacer maletas... Porque, para ser sincera, fue difícil hacer la maleta para 10 meses, pero es incluso más difícil, meter esos 10 meses en una maleta... no solo ropa, sino recuerdos, regalos, comida, y la mas mínima tontería que me haga acordarme de esta experiencia.

Los Spanadians 3 se están preparando para lo que va ser uno de los años más importantes de su vida... no me creo que haya pasado más de un año de cuando me dieron la noticia y cuando contaba a todo el mundo que estaría en el extranjero por 10 meses. 

Parece que fue ayer cuando fui con Jaime a pedir caramelos en Halloween, o cuando celebramos Christmas, o cuando vinieron las japonesas a casa ... cuando en octubre pensaba "puff, ya llevo 2 meses", y es ahora cuando pienso "el mes que viene vuelvo por fin a casa".

Es ahora cuando empiezo a agobiarme, a intentar hacer todo lo que no he hecho en 8 meses, a estar al máximo con mis amigas y familia canadienses, y a aprovechar al máximo los dos últimos meses.

Porque una cosa que tengo claro es que... time flies