It has been a month since my roommate and I arrived at Spain for a semester to study abroad. At first, (before coming) I was really excited because I knew I would travel a lot, I would be away from home and it was going to be too many different experiences and lessons I had to learn. Let me tell you that first 2 weeks I was here HARD. I got homesick, I would cry everyday, I had thoughts of dropping everything! I didn’t care about anything; I just wanted to go home. My roommate had to get me out of it. I’m very happy that she did because from that day I started to feel better.
Now that it has been a month, we are getting used to this. However, she seems to be missing her family. Especially because her boyfriend won’t be able to come see her, and my mom and boyfriend might come in May… So she decided to go home on Holy Week and then come back. Guess what! I decided to go with her. It does seem a little weird because we are just here for a while (5 months) we need to enjoy this. I mean if we would been here a whole year that would be more reasonable… I’m still happy that I will surprise my boyfriend, before his birthday.