Last January, when I was returning to school in my hometown where there is nothing but skyscrapers, big box stores, suburban homes, and polluted air, I said to my mother, “I feel that I should be on the plane right now heading back to France.”  Spending a semester studying in the heart of Provence last year fall is the first time I truly felt that my school was a home.  I was so attached to the place, the lifestyle, and the people whom I’ve met.  When I went back to school in my hometown in beginning of this year, I felt that taken away from “my homeland.”  Without any doubts, I had a very difficult time finishing the rest of the school year.

Fortunately, I am able to return to the school where I belong for the fall semester, and here I am looking at the beautiful backyard!

If it were possible, I would choose in a heartbeat to study here until I graduate.