I don't regret my choice, but...
Holy cow, I miss Fred Vegas. And I'm seriously dreading the fact that I don't get to go back next month. Next month. I'd be flying back in only a few weeks and I could see my friends....I miss them so much. And that's the only part about Spain that's going to suck. But it's going to suck a LOT. It's going to suck seeing pictures on facebook and wishing I was there. It's going to suck reading the livejournal posts and remembering how uninvolved I am in people's lives for a while. This is so weird, cuz it's like I'm moving but not. I'm coming back, and that's the weird part. I've never done that before. But right now all I want to do is be hanging out with all of my favourites. I want to go and get chai with Rachel and drink tea with Moo and Bri and catch up with Amie and Emily randomly on campus and see all my anthro buddies, and have my Brit Lit group back. How am I going to survive a semester without everybody? Summers kill me already! Thankfully I'll get back in time to see Isaac again and tease him about his bike. And all my other friends who'll be graduating. And I'll get to hang out with Suze and enjoy every bit of Sam's randomness and....man, I just really want to go back right now. Who's bloody idea was this, anyways? Oh yeah....mine. But it'll be good, right? I'm living at the beach with a family...Ana, Ana, y Sofia (I don't know how to put on the accent with a Mac....I need to figure that out soon) and I'll be getting my Spanish back on track and I'll be travelling.....at least I'll have Mal there with me. If I didn't have him there, too, I don't know that I'd be able to leave everybody.
When I get back I fully expect to be attacked with hugs. Just so you know. Cuz I miss you guys like WHOA.
173 days until Mdub *le sigh*
When I get back I fully expect to be attacked with hugs. Just so you know. Cuz I miss you guys like WHOA.
173 days until Mdub *le sigh*