A new learner

When I first decided to take up English, I was frightened and thought I would never be able to catch a single word of what they intended to teach me. When I was twelve I started to love the language but I didn't know at that time there was language schools. The following year, a friend of my mom's told her about a language school she knew where I could be sent. I was excited about the idea of learning more given the fact that in primary school I had only learnt the numbers in English, the months, days and very basic things. But the same time I found it scary going to a language school because I knew they would make me take exams and I would have to study more than I usually do at school. When I entered the institution, the fear seemed to have faded away and sat on a seat near the computers which lay in the corner next to the door. With time, I understood I was learning English very fast and easily but I was afraid of not being able to speak a word out of the institution where everyone would think I was mad. However, I started practicing at home, talking to myself, shouting, pretending I was speaking with someone else... I spoke and responded to myself. Indeed my parents more than once asked me if I was ok, lol or they might have thought I had an invisible friend. Today, I'm studying English at university and I'd like to be an english teacher. Gaining all this new vocaculary took me time and a lot of practice. With time I felt curious and the idea of studying other languages came to my mind. So far, I can speak a bit of Italian, French, last year I took up German and I can speak Portuguese very well. My native language is Spanish. I've even found it amazingly satisfactory to interact with foreign people; that really makes me feel so complete. There have been times in which I've tried to speak with some foreign people but they were not nice to me. That's another topic I would like to share later on.