(Please imagine a creative title here) (Part 1) It’ been like ages that I haven’t written anything, and I don’t even know where to start. I graduated from university about a month ago, time literal

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(Please imagine a creative title here) (Part 1) It’ been like ages that I haven’t written anything, and I don’t even know where to start. I graduated from university about a month ago, time literally flies. I can’t believe that! I mean when I came to italki I was 16 and now look at me, I’m 23! An official grown up with a bachelor degree! Some people in my age get married, some of them even have kids, life looks very serious now. Although sometimes deep inside me I feel like I’m still that 16 year old teenager who registered on italki to learn English! But life doesn’t work that way, you have to deal with reality and face the facts. And here is the fact that I should face up to; I’m 23, I’m an adult. I was talking about my graduation, so yes I wore a gown and threw my hat into the air, took my graduation pictures with my proud smile on my face, and then went to my room at the dorm and decided to pack my stuff into my suitcase and go back to home! I mean my parents’ home. I lived and studied at Tehran for four years. After graduation, I struggled a lot to make the decision that if I want to stay at busy, noisy, big and shining Tehran and work there and live on my own or go back to my small, silent and sometimes boring hometown to live with my parents again. It wasn’t an easy decision to make at all. Well, both decisions had some pros and cons obviously. It’s not easy to live in Tehran, it’s probably the most expensive city of Iran to live in, something like NYC of US! The air is polluted, subways and buses are always crowded, the city is too big that it takes ages to go to one place from another, so you spend too much time transporting that you barely find time to do the things that you like or even to sleep enough. Most of the people have lack of sleep, and you see those tired and stressed out faces everywhere all day long. Yet it’s like people are the slaves of this city, it has something that people can’t give up on it. It was hard for me to give up on it too. When I was a teenager, I dreamed of studying at a top ranked university at Tehran. This city was all that my hometown was not! In my mind, it was full of events, full of different people with different thoughts, and full of new places. You would never get bored there! (To be continued at comments section)

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Part two The Variety of Life

(Part 2)

Despite life in my current city, being too boring for me at the time, I used to see the same people all the time, and I’d go to the same places all the time. Nothing was different and I was starving for differences! I think that is one of the most important things that Tehran my home city gives to you: variety!

When I made the decision to leave Tehran at least for the next couple of months, I was aware that I’m going to miss many things! The friends that I can relate to them and be real with them. I’m going to miss the places that I love, all those cozy cafes, parks, etc. And most importantly, I knew that I was going to miss my independence. I knew all of these things, yet I thought I needed this break from this city, but why? You know, sometimes the pace of your life is too fast that you can’t even find a time to reflect, you can’t even find the time to wonder if this is really the life that you want to live! And I think that’s what is happening at the metropolises.

At the last months of staying at Tehran I had this stressful life, with lots of exams, classes and work. All I could do after school and work was to grab something to eat and then I would pass out. I was just going with the flow. And one day I wondered what if I turn 30 one day and find out that I have no idea what I was doing with my life! And that single thought made me to go to my workplace (where I felt I’m not learning anything new ) and to quit my job!

So yes, this is how it happened and now I’m in my room at my parents’ house! I’m not saying that I’m living the perfect life now. No, actually it’s hard sometimes. I should follow the home rules! (Which includes turned off Wi-Fi after midnight and waking up early. Ugh) And I’m not as independent as I used to be. But I’m enjoying the love and support I receive from my family and I like that I have enough time to learn new things again and to reflect about past few years!

Future is still vague and scary, but I think I will figure it out

Very good but it shows you are not native or have not been taught at a quality teaching Establishment

Its Been Ages

(Part 1)

It’ been like ages since I have written anything, and I don’t even know where to start.

I graduated from university about a month ago, time literally flies. I can’t believe it! I mean when I came to italki I was 16 and now look at me, I’m 23! An official grown up with a bachelor degree! Some people in my age get married, some of them even have kids, life looks very serious now. Although sometimes deep inside me I feel like I’m still that 16 year old teenager who registered on italki to learn English! But life doesn’t work that way, you have to deal with reality and face the facts. And here is the fact that I should face up to; I’m 23, I’m an adult.

I was talking about my graduation, so yes I wore a gown and threw my hat into the air, took my graduation pictures with my proud smile on my face, and then went to my room at the dorm and decided to pack my stuff into my suitcase and to go back home! I mean my parents’ home.

I lived and studied in Tehran for four years. After graduation, I struggled a lot to make the decision whether I want to stay at busy, noisy, big and shining Tehran and work there and live on my own or go back to my small, silent and sometimes boring hometown to live with my parents again.

It wasn’t an easy decision to make at all. Well, both decisions had some pros and cons obviously. It’s not easy to live in Tehran, it’s probably the most expensive city of Iran to live in, something like NYC of US! The air is polluted, subways and buses are always crowded, the city is too big that it takes ages to go to one place from another, so you spend too much time travelling that you barely find time to do the things that you like or even to get enough sleep. Most of the people suffer from lack of sleep, and you see those tired and stressed out faces everywhere all day long. Yet it’s like people are the slaves of this city, it has something that people can’t give up on it.

It was hard for me to give up on it too. When I was a teenager, I dreamed of studying at a top ranked university in Tehran. This city was all that my hometown was not! In my mind, it was full of events, full of different people with different thoughts, and full of new places. You would never get bored there!

(To be continued at comments section)

Very good there are places where it is obvious your native languages is not English because you haven't yet fully absorbed the natural collocations or used the standard set phrases of English.

In spite of Tehran, my city was too boring for me at the time, I used to see the same people all the time, and I’d go to the same places all the time. Nothing was different and I was starving for differences! I think that is one of the most important things that Tehran gives to you: variety! When I made the decision to leave Tehran at least for the next couple of months, I was aware that I’m going to miss many things! The friends that I can relate to them and be real with them. I’m going to miss the places that I love, all those cozy cafes, parks, etc. And most importantly, I knew that I’m going to miss my independence. I knew all of these things, yet I thought I needed this break from this city, but why? You know, sometimes the space of your life is too fast that you can’t even find a time to reflect, you can’t even find a time to wonder if this is really the life that you want to live! And I think that’s what is happening at the metropolises. At the last months of staying at Tehran I had this stressful life, with lots of exams, classes and work. All I could do after school and work was to grab something to eat and then I would pass out. I was just going with the flow. And one day I wondered what if I turn 30 a day and find out that I have no idea what I was doing with my life! And that single thought made me to go to my workplace (where I felt I’m not learning anything new ) and to quit my job! So yes, this is how it happened and now I’m in my room at my parents’ house! I’m not saying that I’m living the perfect life now. No, actually it’s hard sometimes. I should follow the home rules! (Which includes turned off Wi-Fi after midnight and waking up early. Ugh) And I’m not as independent as I used to be. But I’m enjoying the love and support I receive from my family and I like that I have enough time to learn new things again and to reflect about past few years! Future is still vague and scary, but I think I will figure it out 

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