I finally feel as if I did not waste my past two months jumping through pointless hoops of fire.  I may dislike my advisor more than ever, but I finally feel excited about an outcome of meetings with him.  After many, many, many fights, and after finally finding a woman who actually worked WITH me, I now have an internship set up in Ireland for this summer.  The scary part?  I leave in seven days.  I can not even describe how unprepared, terrified, excited, apprehensive, eager, curious, ___insert emotion here____ I feel.

I have never flown; that will be a first.

I have never ridden in a taxi; that will be a first.

I have never been outside of the country; that will be a first.

I have not lived without a phone in a long time; I will only semi have a phone.

I will have limited internet.

I will be alone.

But I will have adventures, a blog, memories, a journal, books, travels, hopefully meeting up with John, etc.