This isn't how it was supposed to end
For those who haven't heard, I am back in the States. I wasn't planning on leaving after the earthquake, but my family finally convinced me to come home Tuesday morning. I got a flight home Thursday afternoon, arriving in the US the same day.
Three hours after I got home, I received an email that IUC has been suspended for the rest of the year. They are looking at continuing the program outside the US (possibly at Stanford), but we're not sure yet. At the least, I am not going back to Japan.
I am happy to be home and safe, but devastated that I am not going back. I didn't expect to leave; I didn't say good-bye, I wasn't ready to be gone. I know I'll be back, probably in the summer of 2012, but I hate that my time abroad has ended like this.
I need to get in contact with my landlady over the next few days to get a few things I left behind in my apartment shipped back to the US. I packed most things that were important to me to come home, but since I expected to be back, I left a lot behind. Hopefully I can get that stuff back. (IUC is figuring out what to do as many of us are in this situation.) I also need to figure out how to cancel my cell phone plan.
Kind of in a numb state right now, but doing better that I was last night when I heard the news. It might be because I'm so jetlagged, but it'll hit me soon enough. I am planning on seeing a therapist while I'm home; even though I'm in the states and know I'm safe, I keep thinking I feel aftershocks.
I'll post more about the whole situation after I get my head on straight. I apologize if I haven't responded to messages from people directly as this last week has been a blur.
Three hours after I got home, I received an email that IUC has been suspended for the rest of the year. They are looking at continuing the program outside the US (possibly at Stanford), but we're not sure yet. At the least, I am not going back to Japan.
I am happy to be home and safe, but devastated that I am not going back. I didn't expect to leave; I didn't say good-bye, I wasn't ready to be gone. I know I'll be back, probably in the summer of 2012, but I hate that my time abroad has ended like this.
I need to get in contact with my landlady over the next few days to get a few things I left behind in my apartment shipped back to the US. I packed most things that were important to me to come home, but since I expected to be back, I left a lot behind. Hopefully I can get that stuff back. (IUC is figuring out what to do as many of us are in this situation.) I also need to figure out how to cancel my cell phone plan.
Kind of in a numb state right now, but doing better that I was last night when I heard the news. It might be because I'm so jetlagged, but it'll hit me soon enough. I am planning on seeing a therapist while I'm home; even though I'm in the states and know I'm safe, I keep thinking I feel aftershocks.
I'll post more about the whole situation after I get my head on straight. I apologize if I haven't responded to messages from people directly as this last week has been a blur.