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Jan 26, 2008 16:43

So in about a month I leave for Buenos Aires for 4 months. I am just getting overwhelmed. Having never left North America I am just toally excited, but also terrified. I'm equally worried about wanting to leave a month into it and never wanting to come back here. I think the timing is perfect though. I need a break from Seattle (mostly just the school) and I need to do something really challenging to remind myself how much I can handle. I think I've just been in this slump for so long now that I have forgotten how much fun I can have. I miss my always crazy and fun (even if it's annoying) self. I'm fucking 21 and I should be haing nothing less than a blast. If going to another continent is what it takes, then god damn I am there.
I think I also need a distraction from the future. All of a sudden I'm like a year away from graduating college and I still have not figured out what I'm doing with my life. I don't have any huge thing I'm passionate about doing, and I am just hoping that leaving for 4 months will be as life-changing as I am expecting it to be. I have been coming up with goals for myself, and more than anything else I want to embrace this Argentine lifestyle of living everyday like it's my last. I want to have fun, I want to meet people, I want to spend all my money and not even care, and I want to come out of it feeling like a more experienced person. More than anything else, I want to do anything I feel like doing while I'm there, be incredibly selfish, and not be too scared to try anything. There are people I'll miss and I know it's going to be miserable to not see their faces or hug them for months, but I refuse to ruin my time there being sad about those who aren't there with me.
Everyone says "don't die, you're gonna get killed" blah blah blah, but to to be honest, if there was ever a time for me to die, I can't imagine a better way going that while I'm having the time of my life in Argentina. I also am pretty confident I'll be fine...but that's not the point.
On another note, I love being 21 (even if it means spending all my money on alcohol), I love eating, I love my friends and family, I love my boyfriend no matter how upset I get at him sometimes, and I love dogs. Dogs are the shit.
I also saw Cloverfield today and, to my surprise, I really liked it.
One last goal: I will get over this whole uncomfortable speaking Spanish thing...and the fact that I will have to speak it will really help.
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