I remember I was at a confirmation in the spring and sat next to a girl who were about to graduate from high school. She said to me: “Do me a favour and enjoy it. Every single day! Even the shitty ones where maths is sucking the life out of you and your teacher is a true devil.”
At one point I didn’t really get her. Yeah of course high school is great; I like my subjects and my teachers and I have wonderful classmates. But a few days ago in the middle of my English Language class, I suddenly realized what she actually meant. We were analyzing Shakespeare (which I’m not a fan of) when it came to my mind that we only have a week left in York. A week. That means it’s soon to be November and we have been in second grade of high school for 1/4 of the year. How crazy is that and how even more crazy is it, that time flows by so damn fast!
I hate being cliché but it won’t keep me from saying, that I could really use one of those ‘pause time’ bottoms right now. York is an extremely big experience and I will for sure remember this trip for the rest of my life. Even the shitty days, where maths was bull shit (sorry for my bad choosing of words. Not very British and formel Maria… But to be honest it has been bull shit sometimes, so why cover it up? Honesty is the way to go) and when I get 90, old and grey I want to remember how young, free and lucky I was back when I was 17 years old and lived in England for two months. Right now is exactly the time to go make memories for life, and I think that’s important to remember, even if you have a shitty day. We have have shitty days, so why let the shitty ones keep you from making memories? Without the bad ones, we wouldn’t have the super-duper great ones. So a big thank you to the sweet girl I sat next to at the confirmation back in May. You really made me realize something important when I was in England and I had a really shitty day 🙂