Yesterday, June 8th was the last day of my junior year. As I was waiting for my geometry class to be over, it finally hit me that I was actually going to France. I thought that I had been preparing myself mentally for living in another country, with a whole different family. Suddenly I'm more terrified than nervous. Probably its because reality has finally settled in and I've gotten over the excitement that I had at actually being accepted and receiving a host family so soon. And for that I'm extremely grateful because there are so many people who still haven't gotten a host family yet and I would hate to be in their position.
I guess that the reality of it all hit me yesterday because a time in my life is coming to a close. At the end of my journey no longer will I be the David that I am now. And if things go as planned I'll have my diploma in a few weeks. I think all of this scares me because I'm actually doing something that I really want to do, which in the past I've always been to scared to do things. Something else that also scares me is What am I going to do after all of this? I honestly have no idea. And I don't know why I'm thinking about what's going to happen after, I should be thinking about what is going to happen when I'm in France. Sometimes I really hate my brain.
In other news, there are only 87 days left until my departure! Really, where has the time gone? It feels like yesterday I was only just handing in my preliminary application. One of my biggest fears is that once I get to France I'll blink my eyes and be on the plane home, so I'm literally begging the universe for the time to go slower.
Also, its time for a mini rant! I happen to have a few questions about the visa application (three, to be exact) for the French consulate and I have literally emailed them twice and called like five times, and no response! I guess all governments suck or something. Whatever, I'll call again on monday.
I guess that the reality of it all hit me yesterday because a time in my life is coming to a close. At the end of my journey no longer will I be the David that I am now. And if things go as planned I'll have my diploma in a few weeks. I think all of this scares me because I'm actually doing something that I really want to do, which in the past I've always been to scared to do things. Something else that also scares me is What am I going to do after all of this? I honestly have no idea. And I don't know why I'm thinking about what's going to happen after, I should be thinking about what is going to happen when I'm in France. Sometimes I really hate my brain.
In other news, there are only 87 days left until my departure! Really, where has the time gone? It feels like yesterday I was only just handing in my preliminary application. One of my biggest fears is that once I get to France I'll blink my eyes and be on the plane home, so I'm literally begging the universe for the time to go slower.
Also, its time for a mini rant! I happen to have a few questions about the visa application (three, to be exact) for the French consulate and I have literally emailed them twice and called like five times, and no response! I guess all governments suck or something. Whatever, I'll call again on monday.
