This one goes out to my Almond Joy

Wow, hello blog! Nice to see you again! I should be updating this more often because of all the crazy stuff i’ve been doing like going to an auto rally, finishing my application to University of Wisconsim Madison, traveling to Salzburg to visit my old friend Tobias Pablik, touring Prague, Dresden and Berlin with Rotary... but I haven’t been writing because frankly, I’ve had too much of the "3rd month blues" to even want to go near a word processer.

However, for the next generation of exchange students and even those exchanging today, I believe that this post will give you a little bit of hope for coping with homesickness. 

And sorry for potential grammatical and spelling errors, my auto correct is in German so every word is underlined in red right now which makes self-correcting a pain in the bum.

Homesickness is real! Oh lordy lord! For some reason I thought I could battle it and make it though this year unscathed. No. No no no no no.  That is impossible. BUT. It’s not all terrible. It’s quite bittersweet actually. Homesickness is only a way to realize how lucky you are to have something to be homesick for. For instance, how lame my dad’s jokes are, or when my parents and sister dropped me off at the airport they stuck with me in the security line until the last possible moment. Then instead of turning their backs and leaving for good they stayed right outside the security gate until I was completely out of sight.

At the time it seemed like the most annoying thing. „why don’t you guys just llleeeaavvee already!" but no, they stayed there and waited and watched and waited andd..... waited. (it was a long line.)

Now I look back on that afternoon thinking about how fortunant I am that they didn’t just leave like their haughty, impatient daughter wanted because it proved they are going to stick with me and support me though the bitter end and then more. I can’t ask for more than that.

So danke, mumzie and popzie and embilz for not leaving me at the airport to fend for myself because even though I thought I could, I know now I couldn’t. if that makes any sense.

To any parent who’s reading this who’s kid is going on exchange, don’t leave them at the airport. No matter how much they try to push you away, come the 3rd month they’ll really appreciate the last seconds they had with you.

Well shoot, I should stop writing because I don’t want insue water damage on my computer.

I love you my crazy, funkey, weird, smelly, lame, annoying, sing-songie, music-playie, punny, family! I’m happy i’m homesick because now I know how you’re actually kind of cool!