Sometimes I can't believe I live on my own, in another country. It's at those times, when I feel a little lonely, when I miss the noise of my family talking, when I want to hear my native language around me; those times make me realize I am on my own now. I have to be strong, be independent.

When I walk on the small bridge on my way to school or back home I often think about how time flies. It's been already more than 8 months that I'm in the Netherlands now. How is it going to be next school year?