raimssi

I have always done well at school. I decided to go abroad to study two years before finally moving here. At first my parents weren’t too happy about it. In the end they got used to the idea and I stopped worrying abouth what they might think about my decision.

I would still have 1,5 years to go before graduating and I don’t want to continue my life or studies here. So I’m moving back. Not because I miss my home country terribly, not because I suck at school, just that I’m against the university system here and I don’t want to be part of the capitalist rat race in this country.

Most people, both friends and family, cannot understand my decision. “But all was going so well!” “Why would you want to come back here?” “You’re wasting your life!” “You would have graduated next year, what are you thinking?”.

But hey, it’s my decision and that what’s life is for. Making your own independent decisions and carrying responsibility for them. That’s exactly what I’m doing. I’m not pointing fingers, I’m just doing what I have considered a very long time and what I think is the best thing to do right now. It’s me who I’m living for. Not my family, friends or professors.

Last week I decided to move away from this country back to where I’m from. In 10 days I should get rid of most of the things that have piled up in 2,5 years.

When I moved here I had one suitcase and my laptop. I’m intending to do the same when going back. Books are my passion and unfortunately I have to give up most of them now. I hate to own too much stuff (though most of my friends say I own much less than an average person…), I’d like to own a suitcase with all the important stuff, all that I need in life. I wonder if it’s possible, but I will try.

I don’t know what’s wrong with me or if they just have too many people wanting to volunteer because I returned them my volunteer application form ages ago and I never heard anything from them. I visit the shops almost every day, and would really like to work as a a volunteer in one of them.

Maybe my time comes…