So for the past two weeks I haven't done anything big. I said goodbye to one of my good friends as he moved to Malta, finished my junior year of high school, and had to say my goodbyes to some of the best people in my life.
A week ago from today I said my first goodbye and all I could think was how much I HATE goodbyes. I cry more then i should when I say them and then its just an emotional wreck from my side. And I feel truly bad for people who have to witness it but at the same time they should feel good that they made an impact in my life. So its a win win situation? Maybe not. Idk.
But then I got to thinking about how I said goodbyes to my friends in America knowing in ten months I will see them all again. The thing is though, in Hungary, I don't know when I'll see them again. Saying goodbye here isn't like saying goodbye to a stranger you've known for two weeks. It's saying goodbye to my best friends, to my Hungarian family, to people who helped changed my life in a way few people will ever get to experience. The thing is though when I say goodbye to these people, my Hungarian friends, my American friends, and all the other exchange students and foreigners its a thing where I don't know if I will ever see them again...
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