So I figured tonight was a good a night as any for my inaugural post on this blog - the first of (hopefully) many before I come back from study abroad this semester. I honestly don't know where my head's at right now; I thought I'd be able to form clear coherent thoughts and talk about how excited I am to finally embark on this crazy, surreal adventure, but it still doesn't feel real to me. Talk to anyone I've seen today and they'll tell you what a crazy mix of emotions I was all day making final preparations and saying goodbye to basically everyone. Don't get me wrong, the nervous energy is good. I know that it's ultimately because I'm being catapulted out of my usual comfort zone and into something so much more grand and exciting, that being scared is the only normal reaction. But I won't go on with this sappy bullshit. If I can make it out of my parents' car, say goodbye to them and walk to Terminal 7 without shedding a tear please have a drink for me, because I'll have tackled an almost impossible feat. I honestly can't wait to throw myself into study abroad during these next four months because although it seems like forever, I have a gut feeling that in the blink of an eye, I'll be sitting in this exact spot wishing I could go back.
- Steph
