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These last few days have been really strange. Weird dreams are normal but last night it was the weirdest. I have stopped dreaming about exclusively home things and have had more and more dreams that involve people I have met here and situations that I have encountered here. I dreamt last night that I went home just for the night and that my parents came back home with me to help me get settled back in. I don't think my parents would ever do that even if I asked them. Anyways, they drove me to Bratislava (the capital of slovakia) to catch a train to godknowswhere. But when I got to my destination I couldn't remember them bringing me or going to Bratislava which would be correct because I have never been there. I couldn't even remember that they came with me. This all happened in what I call 'present/past'- present forms of ourselves against a background in the past. The background was what I used to imagine Europe to be like when I was younger. I would really like to start dreaming about only home things again because I liked it a lot. I could be in two places at once. I like to sleep because it passes time but I don't want to sleep if I can't be at home when I do sleep.
I went to get my visa yesterday. They changed all the rules and laws. So tomorrow I have to go back having filled out new forms. I hope I have everything they want. If I don't I stand the potential to be kicked out of the country at the end of May. It's very Oseary Drakoulias. Which would be fine by me except that I wouldn't get any credit for the classes I am taking now and I would have wasted an absurd amount of money. I am also going on spring break next week. And I booked a trip in which I may or may not have fucked myself over. I don't think I did, but we will see. It's not a completely hopeless situation.
I just have a lot of anxiety and stress. And this is the longest I have ever been away from Maine. Study abroad is like watching a catipillar turn into a butterfly: a lot of work goes in to wait for a climax which may or may not come.
I can't wait until the summer.
I went to get my visa yesterday. They changed all the rules and laws. So tomorrow I have to go back having filled out new forms. I hope I have everything they want. If I don't I stand the potential to be kicked out of the country at the end of May. It's very Oseary Drakoulias. Which would be fine by me except that I wouldn't get any credit for the classes I am taking now and I would have wasted an absurd amount of money. I am also going on spring break next week. And I booked a trip in which I may or may not have fucked myself over. I don't think I did, but we will see. It's not a completely hopeless situation.
I just have a lot of anxiety and stress. And this is the longest I have ever been away from Maine. Study abroad is like watching a catipillar turn into a butterfly: a lot of work goes in to wait for a climax which may or may not come.
I can't wait until the summer.