/it's all happening/
"Saying good-bye to the times we've had is the same as saying hello to the times to come.”
This is the best I could come up with. I tried to think of songs, maybe some movie--something to identify with, something to encompass what this feels like...but nothing really fits. I don't really believe I will be over 3,000 miles away from my family, my best friends, Jon, my home. Starting the most challenging event of my life...starting my life, really. No one else...just left to myself and my own devices. Chasing my ambitions, moving to an exciting and unique city, living a life I won't believe will be my own (surely in both a positive *and* negative way.) It won't feel real until I am staring out of a window in Torts class, gazing at the Berkeley Hills and daydreaming of the past in order to temporarily escape the anxiety-ridden pursuits that will be my existence. Am I ready? I don't know what that means, I might not be...but here I go. I had a wonderful summer...caught up with old friends, traveled South America, experienced Bonnaroo, spent time with my family, and enjoyed some good books and films. I was a little lazy, but what the hell...I will deserve it. I hope somewhere between the books I do make a new friend or two, get to explore Berkeley and the Bay Area, and really grow into myself there. I have no idea what will come...but there is no stopping now. It's going to really hurt sometimes, to miss so many people I love...(long) le sigh. Well, at least I have a cross-country trip with Jon just a day away.
Chao, goodbye, adieu...Hola, hello, bonjour...turning the page, a new chapter ("sometimes a cliche is the best way to make one's point") Wish me luck...
-Ana
This is the best I could come up with. I tried to think of songs, maybe some movie--something to identify with, something to encompass what this feels like...but nothing really fits. I don't really believe I will be over 3,000 miles away from my family, my best friends, Jon, my home. Starting the most challenging event of my life...starting my life, really. No one else...just left to myself and my own devices. Chasing my ambitions, moving to an exciting and unique city, living a life I won't believe will be my own (surely in both a positive *and* negative way.) It won't feel real until I am staring out of a window in Torts class, gazing at the Berkeley Hills and daydreaming of the past in order to temporarily escape the anxiety-ridden pursuits that will be my existence. Am I ready? I don't know what that means, I might not be...but here I go. I had a wonderful summer...caught up with old friends, traveled South America, experienced Bonnaroo, spent time with my family, and enjoyed some good books and films. I was a little lazy, but what the hell...I will deserve it. I hope somewhere between the books I do make a new friend or two, get to explore Berkeley and the Bay Area, and really grow into myself there. I have no idea what will come...but there is no stopping now. It's going to really hurt sometimes, to miss so many people I love...(long) le sigh. Well, at least I have a cross-country trip with Jon just a day away.
Chao, goodbye, adieu...Hola, hello, bonjour...turning the page, a new chapter ("sometimes a cliche is the best way to make one's point") Wish me luck...
-Ana