This time next month I will be sitting in my hotel room in New York, jabbering with all the Spain kids about leaving our American lives for ten months. I will have left all of my family but my dad and brother back in California, and I will have had said my goodbyes to them too in New York. I will be cut off, in limbo. Between my American life and my Spanish life. Probably having the time of my life.
Around this time, your feelings start going crazy. There are times in the day where I'm feeling "I want to go tomorrow, I want to go now! I'm ready!" and there are other times where I'm feeling "Oh my god, I'm leaving in four weeks! That's not enough time!". Usually I just concentrate on the things I need to get done and the things I have to do and experience before I leave. The biggest thing I'm procrastinating on, though, is the language. I have only taken one year of high school Spanish, which, if you're an exchange student you know, is laughable. I have the literacy of about a two year old, maybe, if I'm lucky. My amazing grandma bought me Rosetta Stone and another program like it for me, but I haven't done it as much as I probably should. But I will!
To Do List:
DO ROSETTA STONE A LITTLE BIT EVERYDAY
Other than that, I have been sort of freaking out about packing. I have divorced parents, so that means two rooms, two wardrobes, and two times the difficulty to pack. I have to anticipate what is at the other house and make sure I don't overpack or underpack. Maybe I'll just bring over everything to one house.
In a little over two weeks, my family is going to the Pismo Beach Huckfest. What this is, I'm not entirely sure. But I'm guessing it's something completely American, judging from "Huckfest". Just wanted y'all to know that I'm spending some of my last days in America embracing our redneck culture.
'Til later, lovelies.
Adios,
Sam
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