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Aug 25...
so i'm in DIRE need of a post. i wish i posted more like i use to, but then an evil creation called facebook came into existence and took up all my time.
So as you guys all know, or don't know, I was in Spain for the past two months, the city of Segovia to be exact. Honestly, an experience of a lifetime. The people I had met there literally made an everlasting impact on me that I can't see how it could ever be duplicated. Not only did I learn SOO much spanish, I learned SOO much about life that has just given me a whole new outlook on life. Coming back was weird. Weird in the sense I felt like I never even left Oklahoma, that Segovia was all a dream. That it was all just surreal. And I miss Segovia but I don't feel sad at all, just happy. Happy about all the times I had had. Don't worry, I had my share of tears here and there while I was in Spain (and man did I shed a lot of tears) but in the end when I said good bye to my Spanish friends no tears were shed whatsoever. Probably b/c i know it's not goodbye forever, a more of an hasta pronto (however for the clarification for Mike's sake, I BAWLED when all of my American friends left). And also I think I was ready to return to America since the whole time I thought I was leaving when in fact, I was staying a week longer then expected since I changed my ticket. So I was just in that mindset of going home on that first date for a long time. Anyways I just remember the day when my entire program left, I thought to myself...wow, the city feels really empty right now. What am I still doing here?
*week later
So I keep on telling myself it doesn't feel like I was ever in Spain however I still listen to music from there and speak the slang and talk about it a lot. So weird. I'm just weird. It has only been 10 days since I have been in spain but it has felt like years. Like when I think or picture it in my head, it just feels so far away.
This picture was taken 10 days ago. My family, not host family, but blood family. Whenever i look at it I can't comprehend how I was there for it. Too surreal. I called my friend Ernesto and Shem the other days and it was just weird but really good to hear their voice again. Ernesto told me how he thought I had forgotten all of them since they hadn't heard from me in awhile. Ahhh I know I said it once already but it just seems like years since i've been over there.
September 8
Last week I woke up thinking I was still in Spain and the people outside my room were speaking Spanish.
I still say "Ay mi madre"
Vedika asked me the other day if I speak English anymore.
They were serving vegan paella at the hub today.
I miss eating jamon and chorizo. lol
so i'm in DIRE need of a post. i wish i posted more like i use to, but then an evil creation called facebook came into existence and took up all my time.
So as you guys all know, or don't know, I was in Spain for the past two months, the city of Segovia to be exact. Honestly, an experience of a lifetime. The people I had met there literally made an everlasting impact on me that I can't see how it could ever be duplicated. Not only did I learn SOO much spanish, I learned SOO much about life that has just given me a whole new outlook on life. Coming back was weird. Weird in the sense I felt like I never even left Oklahoma, that Segovia was all a dream. That it was all just surreal. And I miss Segovia but I don't feel sad at all, just happy. Happy about all the times I had had. Don't worry, I had my share of tears here and there while I was in Spain (and man did I shed a lot of tears) but in the end when I said good bye to my Spanish friends no tears were shed whatsoever. Probably b/c i know it's not goodbye forever, a more of an hasta pronto (however for the clarification for Mike's sake, I BAWLED when all of my American friends left). And also I think I was ready to return to America since the whole time I thought I was leaving when in fact, I was staying a week longer then expected since I changed my ticket. So I was just in that mindset of going home on that first date for a long time. Anyways I just remember the day when my entire program left, I thought to myself...wow, the city feels really empty right now. What am I still doing here?
*week later
So I keep on telling myself it doesn't feel like I was ever in Spain however I still listen to music from there and speak the slang and talk about it a lot. So weird. I'm just weird. It has only been 10 days since I have been in spain but it has felt like years. Like when I think or picture it in my head, it just feels so far away.
This picture was taken 10 days ago. My family, not host family, but blood family. Whenever i look at it I can't comprehend how I was there for it. Too surreal. I called my friend Ernesto and Shem the other days and it was just weird but really good to hear their voice again. Ernesto told me how he thought I had forgotten all of them since they hadn't heard from me in awhile. Ahhh I know I said it once already but it just seems like years since i've been over there.
September 8
Last week I woke up thinking I was still in Spain and the people outside my room were speaking Spanish.
I still say "Ay mi madre"
Vedika asked me the other day if I speak English anymore.
They were serving vegan paella at the hub today.
I miss eating jamon and chorizo. lol