I wax poetic, you´re waxing your legs...
Alright. Today is my first official school free day. Sigh of relief. I am so glad. I got my conversation grade, which was a 95- yay! I only hope I do as well in my other classes.
Emily left early yesterday morning. Tuesday night was really sad. I wailed. Man, I hate that.
I absolutely can not express the extent to which I am in denial that my time in México is actually almost over. It definitely doesnt feel like I have been here anywhere near 5 months. I am so excited to return to my home and my family and friends (and car and air conditioner) but of course I am really sad because I know that the group of people I am leaving behind will never be reassembled. Even if I do come back to México one day, most if not all of the people who have been special to me here will no longer be here. This moment, this group, will never be recreated. And that definitely makes me sad. I havent had to deal with losing so many people at once ever in my adult life. I remember how sad I was to leave Germany and this is definitely similar, although I was too young then to grasp the full extent of what I was losing. Yeah.
So, 8 days.
I love you.
E