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.
You have no idea how weird it was to go reading on wordpress when I haven’t been referred to as John in three weeks.