Die besten zwei Jahre meines Lebens.

Despite the doubts I had before I moved here, to Austria, and despite all the hardships and the times, when I felt as if this was a waste of time, or that maybe, just maybe, I did not have any memories to last, once I left, these two years were the best years of my life.

The past few weeks made me appreciate all the things that I had learned, all the friends that I would miss, all the new experiences that I had collected. It made me form these bonds with people that I had never even have dreamed of meeting. I found a family away from my own family. I learned to ski. I learned to stick up for myself. I learned that if you want something, then there will always be a way for you to achieve it, if you put your mind to it. I learned to balance my heart and my brain. I learned to appreciate everything that I have. I learned that it is okay to do things alone. 

You just need to do your own thing and the right people will just come. I learned to be a better friend.

I learned that sometimes you have to cut the drama out of your life and that if someone is your friend then no matter what happens, they will be there beside you at the end of the day.

I also learned that sometimes I have to suck up my pride because I actually am wrong in that instance. I learned that you need to have fun, you need to do things that make you happy inside out.

I learned that everyone needs friends. They might annoy you, and that you might be poles apart but you both will always find some common ground that keeps you together. 

I learned to be grateful and to take chances. Then I learned that it is okay to say no, and that you do not have to take every risk that there is to take. Sometimes you are better off taking the safe bet.

I learned not to take myself so seriously all the time and that everyone has problems that they are going through in their lives, so to be careful of what I say and do. I learned not to be so scared of growing up and not having the time that I need to accomplish all the things that I want to accomplish.

I learned that sometimes it is okay not to speak up..sometimes you have to pick your fights. I learned to set goals. I learned dedication to achieve those goals. I also learned that it is okay to not be able to meet your goals sometimes. Sometimes it just is not going to happen and that is something that I am still learning to accept. 

I learned that the same goals can be achieved in several ways, all very diverse. The way that you had planned for you is not the only way to accomplish your dreams.

I learned self-reliance and confidence that no matter what get thrown my way, I will be able to handle it. I also learned to embrace my lazy nature, something that I was taught to hate.

I learned to not let my marks make or break so much of my self-worth. I learned that any one thing never ever matters enough for me to harm myself or my health for it.

The last two years have taught me that life is about the savouring the good moments and forging ahead through the bad ones.