What to expect from your Exchange Year

When I left for Canada on August 27, 2016, I had no idea what was going to be in front of me, but yes, I had some expectations, and none of them were correct. You never know what your Exchange Year is gonna be about, and that’s what I love about it.

I expected Vancouver to be different from what it really is, IDK, I imagined it more like the stereotype of “pine trees and timber houses” that everybody has when thinking about Canada. I was totally wrong. Vancouver is a bright, young, sparkling city, and I just love it.

I expected my host family to bring me on field trips around BC. Not even close. Do not misunderstand me, they were an amazing host family, but they were pretty damn lazy about trips.

I expected to do lots of sports. I didn’t do any. More or less. The only sport I practiced was during P.E classes. No football or hockey school team waiting for me, ouch.

My point is, don’t make plans. Enjoy your experience as it comes to you, in the good and bad moments, as you’ll never live such a thing again in your life. And you’ll wish that it never ends. Trust me. I’ve done it.

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Songs that bring me back to Canada

There are some songs in my Spotify collection which I added while I was in Canada and that I therefore connect to that experience now.

Steve Aoki’s Back 2 U for example reminds me of all the morning runs on the bus commuting to school with my host brother John. But there are many others such as Sean Koch’s Lift You Up or Sample Answer’s Hold On To Me.

It’s crazy how strong the binding between those songs and my memories is. I just need to play one of ’em and instantly a ton of images fill up my mind. Right now I’m listening to Lift You Up (the one I mentioned) and I can’t help but remember all the rides on the skytrain, looking at the landscape outside slide away.

Trevor Hall is a songwriter I discovered while in Canada and I totally love his songs: Well I Say remembers me of all the time spent wanderin’ in the school’s halls with my friends and the walks on the way home in the night. Back To You it’s another crazy song from him too, I listened to it so much back there.

Coleman Hell’s Fireproof it’s a killer. I used to listen to it during the afternoons chilling around with my mate Pavle. He used to hate it though ahah, he’s more a trap guy.

All of these songs are special to me, and I hope you’ll like them, if you wanna see more posts about music, visit my dedicated post category. 

 

Do not go gentle into that good night

Do not go gentle into that good night,
Old age should burn and rage at close of day;
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

Though wise men at their end know dark is right,
Because their words had forked no lightning they
Do not go gentle into that good night.

Good men, the last wave by, crying how bright
Their frail deeds might have danced in a green bay,
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

Wild men who caught and sang the sun in flight,
And learn, too late, they grieved it on its way,
Do not go gentle into that good night.

Grave men, near death, who see with blinding sight
Blind eyes could blaze like meteors and be gay,
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

And you, my father, there on the sad height,
Curse, bless me now with your fierce tears, I pray.
Do not go gentle into that good night.
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

-Dylan Thomas (1951)

School’s almost over

Finally. I made it. 

In a little more than a week school will be out here in Italy and I’ll finally get some rest. I’m so tired after these months of sstudy. I still have some tests to take, but it ain’t much.

 I’m really looking forward to the trip I’m gonna take with a classmate of mine to Germany in late June, and I can’t wait to meet again my Italian peers coming back from Canada in July. It’s gonna be awesome. I’ll definitely blog about my summer trips. 

But this is not all. I sometimes don’t think too much about it, but I’ll go to the BEACH. I don’t really care about it because it’s so obvious to me, I live on the seaside so it’s something I see everyday, and I’m feeling so lucky about this. 

This is pretty much it at this point, let’s see what summer has got for me.

4 Things I love about Netflix

I’ve recently subscribed again to Netflix (I used to have it while I was in Canada but then I cancelled it) and I’m just loving it. It’s just addictive. It works perfectly on all my devices and even my parents are loving it, a thing that I didn’t exactly expect. 

Here’s what I love about it:

  1. It’s stuffed with content.  Netflix is just full with amazing films and tv-series, everyone can find something that matches his own taste.
  2. It’s multi-platform.   I use Netflix on my phone, my iPad and my Xbox360 and it just works great. It syncs the episodes automatically so I never watch a thing twice and it’s so handy and accesible. Dumb-proof.
  3. Netflix Originals. One amazing thing (that not many broadcasters do, and surely not as much and as well as Netflix) are the original series and films that they produce. It makes the whole experience a lot more exclusive because you can watch content you couldn’t find in any other way. Smart.
  4. It’s cheap.  I can’t believe how cheap Netflix actually is, unbelievable. It’s way cheaper than any other film/video entertainment provider such as Sky or cable tv or any other thing. You gotta have a good bandwidth tho, but that’s not a big de after all.

I’m unconstant

One of my biggest problems has always been keeping up a project or an aim for more than 5 minutes. For real, I’m not joking. My head is full of ideas, of things I’d love to do but that I can’t do, for one reason or another, and on top of this (and maybe also because of this) I just forget about these ideas and find them back again maybe a month later. This happened with this blog too, at the beginning I swore to myself that I would have kept this going steadily for more than 2/3 weeks, and I did, for a month, and then, all of a sudden, I just quit. I also had other things on my mind such as school and other stuff but my inconsistency surely didn’t help. This is making me crazy. Damn it.