Anyway, over the past 6 days I have said goodbye to the people and land I love most, threw my country, farm girl self into a city bigger then New York City, and I'm at a place where I can't communicate with language. Sometimes I wonder if I made the right decision to come…
I think I've already under gone a metamorphosis and I know there will be more to come. I've lost my identity coming to the city and the saying, "fake it till you make it," is more true than ever! When you're on your exchange u have to fake it till you make it. There is no other option. You can't blow up in a different language then the natives. They won't understand and will just think you lost your marbles so you ask if you can go to your room for an hour and you break down when your by yourself. Then you go back. Like I said only an hour to yourself. Staying in your room feeling sorry for yourself won't distract you from the emotions you are feeling. So you feel them and except them then you go back out into the battle field of living. It's what you have to do. Latter today I will post about what I've been doing (And add some pictures to go with it!) but for right now I need to get ready for my day and go down and have pan y anís with my family. Thank you for reading my blog and supporting me throughout this exchange. Believe me, I know now that this won't be easy but I'm determined to be the best exchange student this side of the equator! And the other side to if I can help it ;)