So 2 days ago we left Turkey forever (probably 2 or 3 years) and it was one of the saddest things I've ever done. It was kind of like a very long dream and now I'm being woke up and sent to Iran. Me and Sam have so many good memories in the house for just 6 months. My bed where me and Sam have wrestled for hours, the kitchen where we've eaten about 1000 ekmeks, and of course the balcony for throwing paper planes off countless times. When we were leaving the house and saying good bye to the furniture I felt like crying because for the first time ever I've been in a real house for less than a year. And when I thought about it, there isn't really anything to look froward to in Iran execept my Grandparents as where in Philly we have our nice big house a large tv with ENGLISH channels (the one in Turkey was ALL in Turkish) and our ping pong table and most of all people understanding us ALL THE TIME 24/7 with out us having to speak some foreign language that we..... sort of know.
All in all Turkey was an awesome experience that I will never forget, I've made friends that I would trust with my life and friends that I can talk for hours with, and a school that I actually look forward to going to everyday. I think these 6 months have been the best ever and Im very sad to go. ;(.In other words I DONT WANT TO GO!
K bye now
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