May Study Abroad Diaries: The Finale (Final Thoughts)

The morning I left was a sad one, because I had to leave behind so many people I won’t see again for a while. While I did make one friend who lives about an hour away from me, thankfully, most of my friends were from Australia or England, both of which aren’t exactly easy to get to. It’s easier now with all the technology we have and I’m hoping to organize a reunion trip with some of my other study abroad friends in a few years, but it’s always sad to have to leave new friends behind, and I miss them.

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ADHD and Me: University and Living with Neurodivergence

I’ve mentioned my ADHD a few times on this blog, but unless you really know me, it’s not very obvious: I’m better at remembering obligations than most of my friends; I’m fairly low-energy, although that has more to do with my constant state of exhaustion; and I’ve been on the Honor Roll and Dean’s List for most of my life. I get good grades, do my readings, keep some semblance of a social life, and somehow find time to keep this blog, continue a novel, and occasionally hold a job. How do I do it, you may ask?

The truth is, I don’t.

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Writing When You Don’t Know How

For some reason, this year I haven’t been able to find the time or motivation to write anything. I keep telling myself I’m gonna sit down and write a scene, but it never happens. Every once and a while I get a great idea and jot a quick note down in my phone, but that’s it. And come to think about it, that’s not exactly a new thing for me, either.

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Thoughts After Second Year

My second year of university was one of the hardest and most stressful times of my life. But it was also one of the most fun times, too. I went out with friends and met new people and went to new places and opened up a little bit more. I even got the chance to share my work with others a couple times. I may have been back at home, but I was probably the most open, and, despite the stress, probably the happiest I’d been in my life.

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