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The car is in the shop for today and tomorrow which means that I am stuck at home for another day. I guess it isn't that bad, I usually don't have much to do...just the idea of knowing that if I did have somewhere to go, I wouldn't be able to go there. I want to go to the bookstore tomorrow and go and buy a book. I was going to go to my favorite coffee shop in Royal Oak and read my book and maybe chat with some new faces, but I guess this will just have to wait another day.
I am starting to get super nervous for my trip. Everyone keeps reassuring me, and I know everyone has good intentions, but sometimes it just doesn't help. I am scared out of my mind, and probably more now than ever. It would be enough if I were going to live in a different country by myself for 6 months, but the language barrier is really scaring me. I have studied this language for 4 years (if thats what you could call it) in high school and 1.5 years in college, but I am still very unsure of myself. I know I will catch on quickly and I will be fluent when I get back, but how about all of the work in between? It just scares me. I wonder if it is a mistake even though I know it isn't...even though I know, deep down, I deserve it. I think it scares me so much because I can't even imagine myself there. It is kind of like the fear I had for coming to college...the problem was I just couldn't picture my life there. It's difficult to try and calm myself down, when I don't even know what to expect.
sigh...I know it is such a great thing, but I am just going through my nervous phase. I am sad to leave me friends or even friends that I might have made. I still know the way I feel about it...if I found out tomorrow that I wasn't going to Spain, I would be bummed. period.
on a happier note: talked to some friends today. hung out with old friends and have plans tomorrow.
going to bed now.
I am starting to get super nervous for my trip. Everyone keeps reassuring me, and I know everyone has good intentions, but sometimes it just doesn't help. I am scared out of my mind, and probably more now than ever. It would be enough if I were going to live in a different country by myself for 6 months, but the language barrier is really scaring me. I have studied this language for 4 years (if thats what you could call it) in high school and 1.5 years in college, but I am still very unsure of myself. I know I will catch on quickly and I will be fluent when I get back, but how about all of the work in between? It just scares me. I wonder if it is a mistake even though I know it isn't...even though I know, deep down, I deserve it. I think it scares me so much because I can't even imagine myself there. It is kind of like the fear I had for coming to college...the problem was I just couldn't picture my life there. It's difficult to try and calm myself down, when I don't even know what to expect.
sigh...I know it is such a great thing, but I am just going through my nervous phase. I am sad to leave me friends or even friends that I might have made. I still know the way I feel about it...if I found out tomorrow that I wasn't going to Spain, I would be bummed. period.
on a happier note: talked to some friends today. hung out with old friends and have plans tomorrow.
going to bed now.