I remember when I first choose to do a series of blog post for study abroad I thought how easy it would be.. welp.. as you can see my posting schedule has been off almost every single week I’ve been here because I’m really great at forgetting things.
Forgetting things is a pretty common symptom of ADHD, which I have. For example, about an hour ago I thought about how I needed to start writing a blog post because I was already late posting one. Than twenty minutes ago I remembered. After disappearing into the vortex of youtube/buzzfeed I awoke into a panic remembering this blog post.
To simulate what it’s like trying to concentrate with ADHD open these windows.
now watch this video while trying to recall your notes for your exam: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=O5RdMvgk8b0
the final touch is to have someone repeatedly poke you at random intervals. There you have it! This is what living with ADHD is like.
I’m going to switch topics now. Do you care? Probably, do you have a choice? No. (This is also similar to ADHD)
I have 16 more days until I finally get to fly home and sleep in a bed that doesn’t cause me horrible stiffness and back pain. I am extremely excited. Honestly, I thought I was going to be a lot more sad than I am to leave the UK, but I am beyond ready to leave and get out. I’m not saying that I haven’t enjoyed my time here and that I didn’t have unforgettable moments with great friends while I was here. I love London, and my two flatmates, my creative writing course, Orindi’s deli, etc. but none of it can replace seeing my niece and nephew every day and spending my free time laughing with my 5 siblings. I miss the ease of connection, I can’t just ring my best friend, it’s a whole line of communication where we need to set up skype dates that fit into both of our schedules and different time zones. I am so tired of all the distance between everyone that I love, at times it is physical but the majority of the time but it’s more than that. We are in opposite ends of time and the world. Right now, I’m curling up in bed, probably going to go grab myself some tea and preparing for bed. Back home I would be just waking up from a nap or eating a really late lunch. Everything is so distant and so far away, I’m ready to be close to the people I love.
I will however, miss quite a bit about here and I have no doubt that when I go home I’ll be very sad that I can’t go to my flat mate Kats room and grab a cuppa.