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I just have a little bit of time left at home and I noticed that I am stressing a bit too much about not forgeting anything, making lists and sorting out what I will need at uni... In reality I think I this is my coping mechanism, when I start to get a bit edgy and nervous about something I keep finding things to keep me busy. At the moment, as I try to think how all of my things will fit in my luggage, I cannot seem to stop thinking I need everything I cannot find in England, including a trio of wonderful shower gels (very girly as you will see) made in Germany and of course other things. My desk and room seem to be a bit  crowded as I keep adding things that I want to take but I suppose I will have to give up some of them, not the pet husky and the picture with my favourite man and favourite place in the whole world. I think I will end up taking both things I will absolutly need but also some other useless but priceless things that will help me feel at home. It'

I keep hearing in the back of my mind "You are not a bad person for leaving", but my heart feels a bit different. The past weeks I have been saying my goodbyes and seeing people I will miss when I leave, I realized that the good and the bad times make equally good memories and that is the memories that I am taking with me. I can't say I am not nervous because I am, but I don't think it is because of what I will be doing in England, it is more about what I am leaving behind in Romania. I do know that time will pass and I won't miss everything as much because I will make new memories in my home with new people but also with the old friends I have there. I think I will be writing more when I get there since there will be more to tell than mushy stories about how hard it is to say goodbye for good. All the other times I left for the UK I knew I was coming back, but now, the one way plane ticket is slowly making reality sink in, I will only come back during short

Summer  is a lovely time of year,  you have the long days and with a little luck longer, warmer days and sunshine. Why wouldn't one love summer then!? I was contemplating how much I enjoy this season and how busy the days seem to be, of course the British summer isn't as sunny but there are days when it's warm enough and it doesn't rain. Therefore, here are my 10 reasons for loving summer: 1. The feeling of freedom it gives. I know will fade with time because school will end and when you work you don't have 3 months of summer vacation but for now it feels so good to know you have such a lengthy amount of time off every year. 2. The repeating cycle of big changes preceeded by it, every 4 years I start a new chapter in my book, passing from one school to another, from one city to a new one, so I anxiously wait for these rare and random summers. 3. The wonderful hot weather perfect for all those trips and relaxing walks, though it isn't true for all the

Today I had a very long and tiring day, it was one of those summer days when you have so many things to do you stop at the end of the day and marvel at how much you achieved. These are the days I treasure the most and the ones that stop me for a moment or two and make me think. When I start my list at the beginning of the day and write all the tasks I want to complete, I try to make a schedule and stick to it so I manage my time efficiently. Although I don't count breaks or unexpected last minute changes, I mainly stick to the time frames and even try to do more than one things at a time. Even after all the hussle and bustle of the day, the world kept reminding me of how beautiful it is and even made me stop in my tracks to admire it. I managed to catch some shots I found interesting and also some of my lovely baby boy, Max, that just turned 10 months. He is my german shepherd that I will sadly leave at home and which I love greatly. I walk him everyday and taught him some tricks