One Day. . .

One day, One Day, One Day, One Day, One Day. . . .
That's all I can think. I know what to expect, but I don't. I don't know what kind of changes this semester will bring about in my life, and Honestly, I'm kinda scared.
I almost wish that I could stop time; Not because my current situation is all that amazing, but because I remember last school year and how little time there was. Between classes, writing paper, studying, playing tennis, singing and all that musical stuff I do, relationships, plus the occasional though necessary, sleep, there was so little time left for anything else. I suppose there really isn't anything else aside from time to regain my sanity. That's what summer is for. I have one day left to feel semi-comfortable, even though I'm sleeping on a couch, living out of a suitcase. It's comparably comfortable because everyone is still speaking English (aside from myself, of course, as I continue to ramble off in Spanish that probably is completely grammatically incorrect). I suppose it's natural to remain in a place that's comfortable. I thought that maybe I was different though.

In Transit

I am currently in Chicago. You may wonder why. Well, it's because my plane leaves from Chicago, and my little sister had to move into college this week, and it was less expensive than getting an extra plane ticket up. . . I think those are enough reasons. I spent the last few days with my parents and my sisters. But my parents left this morning, and my sister is on her way back as well. So I'm at Liz and Clint's until Tuesday. I haven't really made any plans because I wasn't sure how this would all pan out. They live in Wheaton so I think I'm going to have to do some exploring. Perhaps find a map, borrow a bike. We'll see.
all I can really do now is wait.

Mapquesting

I looked up my host family's street address today on google map search. I know where I'll be living and it's probably a good half-hour walk from school. I think I'm going to get a bus pass. I also read through all of my info for a second/third/fourth time. I'm more excited now than anxious!

Preparation Anxiety

I'm going to begin my blog before I'm actually in Spain. I know, kinda silly. But I might as well blog about the whole experience not just the time there. So the time before begins about now seeing as I'm beginning to get anxious about the preparation surrounding the whole trip.
Honestly, I haven't really thought about what I need to do. I feel like I have to get past these last few weeks at home before I can devote a lot of energy to what will be required this coming semester. It's like the most exciting time of my summer is coming in these next two weeks. I haven't done anything almost until NOW. Should I take my entire wardrobe? How much money should I save? do I need to get more contacts? Is My Spanish really sufficient to get into the classes I need?

Like I said, anxiety is building.

My Request

So I'm headed to the beautiful country of Spain for a Semester, beginning in August. And while I will miss you all desperately I will not hesitate to enjoy my time and keep an active blog concerning everything I do. Add me to your RSS if you would like. I won't really be writing anything until I've left the country.