Yeah, that's how fast this summer seems to be going. I can hardly believe how quickly May, June and now 1/2 way through July, have gone. Everyone is getting ready to move out of their current place of residence onto another venue to place their weary heads. And here I am, doing the same, but I don't even know where I'll be resting this next semester, or if I'll even have time to.
So far almost everything for my semester abroad has arrived. The only things left are:
1. obtain a visa (long stay, student visa)
2. find out who I'll be living with (for my home stay)
Plus a few left over dollars have first to be earned and then paid.
I'm starting to become really nervous actually. I told my friend Megan that I thought I'd be a terrible French person and the epitome of all things horribly American. She laughed and said I had anxiety issues, and basically, I'll be fine. So what if I have slight anxiety, I mean, who wouldn't? But it's the good kind, the kind that's justified, because everyone's a little scared of the unknown, but not everyone's willing to try it out.
Studying abroad is a pretty good step in the direction of living fearlessly, and I'm really excited for it. But of course, things will continue here, and when I return many things will have changed, but for now, I hope that not everything changes. I'll really miss life here, and it's a good thing that I recognize that now. The only thing that makes it rough is there's a life I'll be leaving on hold.
