Exchange || GINEVRA IORIO

Exchange is change. Rapid, brutal, beautiful, hurtful, colourful, amazing, unexpected, overwhelming and most of all constant change. Change in lifestyle, country, language, friends, parents, houses, school, everything.
Exchange is going from thinking you know who you are, to having no idea who you are anymore, to being someone new.
Exchange is thinking. All the time. About everything. Thinking about those strange costumes, the strange food, the strange language. About why you’re here and not back home. Thinking about what’s right and what’s wrong. About how stupid or rude you just were to someone without meaning to be. About the sense of life. About who you want to be, what you want to do. And about what the hell that guy just said.
Exchange is people. Those incredibly strange people, who look at you like you’re an alien. Those people who are too afraid to talk to you. And those people who actually talk to you.
Exchange is great. It’s feeling the connection between you and your host parents grow. It’s meeting people from all over the world.It’s cooking food from your home country and not messing up. It’s seeing beautiful landscapes that you never knew existed.
Exchange is exchange students. The most amazing people in the whole wide world. Those people from everywhere who know exactly how you feel and those people who become your absolute best friends.
Exchange is falling in love with this amazing, wild, beautiful country. And with your home country.
Exchange is fun, it’s laughs, it’s love.
Exchange is frustrating. Things you can’t do, things you don’t understand.
Exchange is nothing like you expected it to be, and everything you wanted it to be.
Exchange is the best year of your life so far. Without a doubt. And it’s also the worst. Without a doubt.
Exchange is something you will never forget, something that will always be a part of you.
Exchange is growing up, realizing that everybody is the same, no matter where they’re from. That there is great people and douche bags everywhere. And it is realizing that you can be on your own, that you are an independent person.
Exchange is everything. And is something you can’t understand unless you’ve been through it.
Exchange is not a year in your life. It’s a life in one year.

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