Well it's official, I've dropped the ball on blogging.
I know, I know, no excuses... but I'm just SO BUSY! I leave for Chicago in exactly 5 days, and I'm still not fully packed, on top of having to get ready for my going away party this Saturday. I know, woe is me. It's gonna be a blast though, I can't wait. Especially to be able to hang out with my college roommates all weekend. I may or may not cry... jury is out. I'm normally the most emotional cliche of a girl, but lately I've been getting what I like to think of as stage fright. I get the feeling everyone is expecting me to cry and just waiting for it to start.. and I just haven't. Ha, we'll see how the weekend goes.
So anyway, the idea of my new home being Sierra Leone in about a week is finally beginning to hit me. It comes and goes in waves, and mostly I'm super excited, but every once in a while a small nervousness grows in the bottom of my stomach and I can't seem to get rid of it. This is what I've wanted for over a year now. I know it's going to be the most challenging and rewarding experience I'll have in my entire life... but I'm also aware that it will be exactly that: challenging. I've read all I can possibly read on what to expect while volunteering in a third world country, and all about the different cultural traditions, and etc. But reading something and living through it are two different things. I'm nervous that everything I'm expecting is completely wrong, and the thing I least expected is in actuality what I should be worried about.
You get the point.
I'm just gonna focus on the next few days and enjoy my time with family and friends (not to mention, my time with favorite foods that I've wholeheartedly consumed with no concern over weight gain...). Sierra Leone will come soon enough, as will homesickness, loneliness, frustration, and complete contentment.
C'est la vie.
