The nothing-post

Well, here we are. First nothing-post.
Today I don't have a real topic to talk about, it's just me being depressed and happy at the same time about my coming-back.
Probably this won't sound new, but it's the truth: before leaving, ten months was something so long that I couldn't even imagine the end. Nowadays, watching my back, I have to admit how short this time has been, how many emotions it gave to me and how much I learn while spending day by day in Iceland.
I've started speaking Icelandic, but that's basic. I've learnt how to understand people, to talk, to express myself and more.
I had a lot of life lessons that I will never forget and I'm just so proud of getting trough them that I can hardly describe how I feel.

Iceland and icelanders are both crazy, "weird as hell", I'd say, and it costs a lot to understand them. It took me moths to getting used to my icelandic friends. Sometimes they were assholes with me and with the others, sometimes I was the asshole for them, but in the end we had fun discovering each other's culture.
Guys, I'm not the kind of girl who loves to spend much words about feelings and stuff like that, but that truly comes from my heart: you'll be in my mind forever and more. You've been fresh air for me, a way to grow up and learn.
I will never forget about you and I'm just looking forward to the day we'll meet again.
Thanks, thanks a lot.