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the shit I hear from gringos (1/?)

gringo: Brazilian? You're too white to be brazilian.

me: there were a lot of European immigrants in Brazil, so yeah, there's like, a lot of white people there

gringo: .... so you're not really latino then?

me: ಠ_ಠ

#brazilian struggles #exchange student life #exchange student problems #european people are like the people from get out #gringos

Hi why do I have to socialize every single fucking day i am so tired let me sleep Please... Please

#exchange student problems

I’m in my Ethics class and we’re supposed to be reading something but I have encountered a few problems.

1. I have no idea what the course is called on this particular website.

2. Even if I did and found the course, it’s all in Finnish.

Either way, I’m fucked

#random moments #help #this is all going to shit very fast #finland #finnish #lukio #ethics course #why #problems #exchange student problems

Japan Tomorrow, Finally

sooo~

finally after having my flights delayed because of my hellaslowprettysuresomeoneforgotaboutit delayed visa, I’m finally off to Japan!~

So long story short I originally chose to go to Norway and the I only reason I wanted to go there you may ask? well... there was only one reason and that reason was...

SKAM!~~

After Skam ended I realised that I was going there only because of a TV show and also the fact that my family and also friends also brought it to light that it was really strange for their daughter/chum who has been studying Asian languages and had a big liking in Asian culture since forever suddenly wanted to go to Norway... yeah, I fucked up, BIGTIME. I realised that not only was I going to country in which I recently became obsessed about irrationally because of a tv show but also at the time I planning about uni (lil ol’ ambitious me thinking I can get in under discretionary entrance) and studying interpreting which would mean I would have to also major in trying to be less antisocial a language I planned to do Japanese (or Chinese) . So once I added this all up into my head; how I always wanted to go to Japan as a kid, how I was always amazed and fascinated with Japanese culture, how I studied Japanese really hard in the previous months, and also the fact that I’m planning to study at IPU in NZ which is a Japanese influenced tertiary institute and how my ex happened to be Japanese . Pretty much as you can see, all the odds were not in going to Norway’s favour and rationally speaking, studying in Japan would be a more logical and beneficial thing for someone like me to do. So after going through the hustle and bustle of changing my country, I was lucky enough to be able to go to Fukuoka, Japan for 5 months. Yay!~~~

But with this came the dreadful..... VISAAAAA. So from what I’ve heard from other students that have gone studied in Japan, your visa and CoE can either be really fast..... or really, really slow... and you guessed it, I got the slow one (at the time of writing this I’ve only just got the email from my agency saying they’ve finally got my visa)

This meant that because of my visa, my flights which said I was to leave on the 3rd of September had to be delayed (sorry to the other girl I was supposed to go with she ended up having to travel aloneÓ╭╮Ò) . But after the wait I’m happy to know that I’ll finally be going to Japan tomorrow !~~ Let’s just hope I don't end up like my dad when he was there and get hospitalized for food poisoning :’)

wish me luck & thanks, Your Education for getting me to Japan♡

- M♥︎

WHAT THE LAST 100 DAYS AS AN EXCHANGE STUDENT ARE LIKE

Coming home from exchange comes in 4 stages. The first stage is the “I don’t care anymore, I want to go home, screw it all!”, when you stop caring and start getting angry. You’re sick of all the problems and things not working out. You’re sick of not being understood or able to fully express yourself. And you get sick of caring. So you start not to care and start to do as you please and live life by your own rules. You can’t wait to be home, to the easy and to the familiar.

The next phase is a sort of denial, the “life’s perfect, I don’t want to go home, I want to stay in my bubble forever”, where you practical run around singing and dancing in the streets because life is so perfect and every moment can never be ruined or forgotten. You go about your life with a spring in you step, just taking every experience in and sucking in as much as you can. But you’re so in love with life and blinded by that love to see that your bubble will soon pop.

And when that bubble burst and your happiness crumbles it marks the beginning of the next stage “the emotional breakdowns of realisation”, you start to think about when will the next time I do this or see these people again, when will the next time be when I’m in this city again? And the questions begin to clear and crowd your head with realisation. You realise that time is almost gone and there’s nothing you can do about it. You start to notice yourself doing things for the last time but yet you can still remember doing them for the first, but all becomes so normal to you now. It becomes your daily life, it feels like home, it feels so natural now. But doing those exact same things for the last time makes you stop and think about how far you’ve come. Not knowing when you’ll be back or if you’ll ever meet you host country friends again or exchange student friends and all the heart breaking goodbyes but you never really know when it will be the last time you see them and the uncertainty will eat you away. With every goodbye your heart will break a little and every person will take a little bit back home with them so your heart is spread across the globe and is bigger than ever before.

The last stage is the “dead neutral stage” and not everybody will go through this, some might be torn and others egger for the last day. But to be dead neutral is by fair the worst because you’re so blank and emotionless, that you feel dead. But you’re alive and feeling everything at the same time. Going home is like going insane. Thinking about your home life the previous year leave you feeling hollow and empty because you can’t fill those shoes anymore, they don’t fit you anymore. However, there will be a new pair of shoes for you to fill, ones that you get to mould and create to fit you perfectly. The final goodbye will make you sick to your stomach and you’ll find yourself waking up panicking because the hallways are too small in this country or you’ve forgotten a word in your host language. It’s the small things that will scare you the most. It’s the goodbyes you didn’t get that to say will eat you away and the hellos of the other side that will cure your heart. Although you’ll never be quite whole again, you find new ways to slowly lose the rest of yourself. But that is what it is to be an exchange student…

- Kat Puchert

(I didn’t write that text, but the person who wrote it totally nailed it!)