on the eurotrip thing
I'm still packing. Still packing up my life. I need to stop being so dramatic, but I feel like my life is so dramatic. Ever since I have become so independent of my parents, I worry so much about the 'right thing.' Now I am facing the scariest thought ever--that college is not the 'right thing.' Who knows what is right? Or what is real, truly? Or even what truth is? I was thinking earlier today that right now, I am trying to find truth and a reality. Not that this isn't reality--it is too much so for me. Why can't I construct my own?
Anyway, can I just say, without anyone telling me "you're going to be fine" or "you're going to have a great time," that I am terrified of Europe. This is different from uprooting my American life and moving to Korea. My mother is Korean--it is part of my background. I really don't know ANY Europeans, or have much of an idea of how Europeans perceive Americans or Koreans. And while I am so excited to be in a sunny wonderland, con muchas cervezas, what if I feel even more lost and alienated?
But this is not the way to start off a trip, correct. I do look forward to Europe. I look forward to a new place, where there is a different type of history that is embedded in semi-Anglo people. I think I will be in shock for awhile, but I want my mind to be open. I've explored a few options already-- where do I go from here?
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edit from pdxwifi: And, Who was the last Reedie I saw in Portland, despite not actually having seen him for weeks beforehand? None other than David fuckin' Freas. GAHHH.
Anyway, can I just say, without anyone telling me "you're going to be fine" or "you're going to have a great time," that I am terrified of Europe. This is different from uprooting my American life and moving to Korea. My mother is Korean--it is part of my background. I really don't know ANY Europeans, or have much of an idea of how Europeans perceive Americans or Koreans. And while I am so excited to be in a sunny wonderland, con muchas cervezas, what if I feel even more lost and alienated?
But this is not the way to start off a trip, correct. I do look forward to Europe. I look forward to a new place, where there is a different type of history that is embedded in semi-Anglo people. I think I will be in shock for awhile, but I want my mind to be open. I've explored a few options already-- where do I go from here?
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edit from pdxwifi: And, Who was the last Reedie I saw in Portland, despite not actually having seen him for weeks beforehand? None other than David fuckin' Freas. GAHHH.