Well my last post was a little depressing. Depressing is no fun! So a lot of people have been asking a lot of questions about my departure and what my summer will look like so I’m going to just answer some of them now.
When will I be leaving?
This all depends on when my visa gets cleared but after talking with a lot of exchange students it sounds like I’ll no sooner get my visa before I’m out the door and on a plane. Peru requires a language camp BEFORE I start school so that means I will need to leave even earlier to complete that language camp.
Are you nervous?
Absolutely not. I’ve read books, blogs, and talked to people about their exchange experiences and everyone always says that it’s rough but it’s the best year of your life and it’s here and gone before you even know it. I just want to live and do what I can. One reason I wanted to be an exchange student was listening to people regret not traveling while they were young. I want to life full of passion without regrets and this was one thing that I knew I would never regret doing but would always wonder about my choice if I didn’t.
So that’s the boring stuff. If anyone has any other questions don’t hesitate to leave a comment and I will answer it to the best of my ability. Let’s move onto a funny story about Carmen.
Background information: I had been away at a conference all weekend. I was tired and grumpy. (It’s hard to be happy and perky around important people all weekend)
Now to the story! I was talking to mom and dad about my weekend at the kitchen table. When mom came over and told me very nicely that I wasn’t making any since and needed to go to bed. I frowned sleepily then slumped up to my room. My room has skylights so I saw a faint light in the direction I was headed so I fearlessly charged forth towards my bed. Well, unbeknownst to me that faint light that I thought was the moonlight coming through my sky light was actually light reflecting off my window door…
SLAM! The noise my head made when it hit the door. THUD! My body echoed as I flopped, confused, on the floor.
Mom came rushing to the stairs sure that I had fallen, like the many times I have fallen down the stairs I might add, Dad close behind her to find me in a confused puddle right in front of the door.
“Are you alright?” mom called up the stairs. I shook the daze out of my eyes and responded, “yes I’m fine!” and turned to get up when blood tricked from my nose. “Never mind!” I said rushing to the bathroom. “I’ve got a bloody nose!” I called down.
After I cleaned my face mom came in with an icepack we call the cold heart and asked me what had happened. Once I told her everything, she just shook her head slowly. “Your host parents won’t know what hit them.” Was all she said.
Let this be a warning to all that will be responsible for me in the coming months. If I run into things, it’s normal. If I fall from things, it’s normal. The only time when you should be worried is if I don’t need escorted up the stairs or if I make it through a room safely without breaking my nose.
When will I be leaving?
This all depends on when my visa gets cleared but after talking with a lot of exchange students it sounds like I’ll no sooner get my visa before I’m out the door and on a plane. Peru requires a language camp BEFORE I start school so that means I will need to leave even earlier to complete that language camp.
Are you nervous?
Absolutely not. I’ve read books, blogs, and talked to people about their exchange experiences and everyone always says that it’s rough but it’s the best year of your life and it’s here and gone before you even know it. I just want to live and do what I can. One reason I wanted to be an exchange student was listening to people regret not traveling while they were young. I want to life full of passion without regrets and this was one thing that I knew I would never regret doing but would always wonder about my choice if I didn’t.
So that’s the boring stuff. If anyone has any other questions don’t hesitate to leave a comment and I will answer it to the best of my ability. Let’s move onto a funny story about Carmen.
Background information: I had been away at a conference all weekend. I was tired and grumpy. (It’s hard to be happy and perky around important people all weekend)
Now to the story! I was talking to mom and dad about my weekend at the kitchen table. When mom came over and told me very nicely that I wasn’t making any since and needed to go to bed. I frowned sleepily then slumped up to my room. My room has skylights so I saw a faint light in the direction I was headed so I fearlessly charged forth towards my bed. Well, unbeknownst to me that faint light that I thought was the moonlight coming through my sky light was actually light reflecting off my window door…
SLAM! The noise my head made when it hit the door. THUD! My body echoed as I flopped, confused, on the floor.
Mom came rushing to the stairs sure that I had fallen, like the many times I have fallen down the stairs I might add, Dad close behind her to find me in a confused puddle right in front of the door.
“Are you alright?” mom called up the stairs. I shook the daze out of my eyes and responded, “yes I’m fine!” and turned to get up when blood tricked from my nose. “Never mind!” I said rushing to the bathroom. “I’ve got a bloody nose!” I called down.
After I cleaned my face mom came in with an icepack we call the cold heart and asked me what had happened. Once I told her everything, she just shook her head slowly. “Your host parents won’t know what hit them.” Was all she said.
Let this be a warning to all that will be responsible for me in the coming months. If I run into things, it’s normal. If I fall from things, it’s normal. The only time when you should be worried is if I don’t need escorted up the stairs or if I make it through a room safely without breaking my nose.