38 hours until I leave...
My whole head is messed up right now. I'm frustrated about last night and the people who got in trouble for coming over to our place to say goodbye to me. But there's a few people who are actually kind of angry at me about it as if it was my fault. I only knew like 50 people and that entire party. (including the ppl who LIVE there) The other 80 or more ppl were Kalee's friends. Plus, our neighbors were lame to call the cops on us about noise instead of just coming over and asking us to be quieter.
And also... I'll admit it, i'm actually a little bit *gasp* nervous. I don't really know why. I'm not scared about being gone for so long or about not being able to speak well enough, or even about my classes. I guess it's just that I have a weird feeling about going all the way over there and not knowing anyone. It's kind of a lonely thought. I know I went through it when I went to Australia a few years ago, but I guess that having a host family that welcomed me right away kinda softened the blow.
And I'm tired. I'm still jet lagged. I haven't been able to sleep well in over a week. My metabolism is screwed up. I know it's just going to get worse after another 9 hour flight over there, and yet another time change.
I dont want to sound like I'm not excited, because I am. This is such a great opportunity that I am very lucky to have. But I don't... it's just going to be weird is all. I know it will all be fine once I'm over there. When I went to Australia, I had Grace. When I went to GVSU, I had my Sarah Belle. And when I went to Camp Laurel, I had Michelle. So I know that once I get to Italy, I will lots of really cool people, and probably one person that will be as special as the three girls I just mentioned.
If any of you are religious at all, maybe you can say a quick prayer for me to be safe and adjust as quickly as possible. It'd mean a lot.
And also... I'll admit it, i'm actually a little bit *gasp* nervous. I don't really know why. I'm not scared about being gone for so long or about not being able to speak well enough, or even about my classes. I guess it's just that I have a weird feeling about going all the way over there and not knowing anyone. It's kind of a lonely thought. I know I went through it when I went to Australia a few years ago, but I guess that having a host family that welcomed me right away kinda softened the blow.
And I'm tired. I'm still jet lagged. I haven't been able to sleep well in over a week. My metabolism is screwed up. I know it's just going to get worse after another 9 hour flight over there, and yet another time change.
I dont want to sound like I'm not excited, because I am. This is such a great opportunity that I am very lucky to have. But I don't... it's just going to be weird is all. I know it will all be fine once I'm over there. When I went to Australia, I had Grace. When I went to GVSU, I had my Sarah Belle. And when I went to Camp Laurel, I had Michelle. So I know that once I get to Italy, I will lots of really cool people, and probably one person that will be as special as the three girls I just mentioned.
If any of you are religious at all, maybe you can say a quick prayer for me to be safe and adjust as quickly as possible. It'd mean a lot.