I'm here

Hey everyone, I finally arrived and I'm finally able to access the internet. I think my host family thinks I'm crazy about my obsession with the internet, but it's one of the only forms of communication for me. Whatever.

The first day was super hard. It finally sunk how final this was. I miss Josh completely and it's really hard without him. My parents, as well. I don't live with them anymore, but I miss them a ton.

I went on the wrong group at first. It was funny, but scary at the same time. On this tiny excursion I saw a bar called Nebraska. I want to go there. Maybe I'll feel at home? Hopefully.

The food is very different, but I expected. My stomach didn't. That's ok. I'm slowly getting it and I can't wait for it to become normal.

Did I mention that I miss everyone? It's true. I can't help it.

My host family is very nice and I should be getting the internet in my house very soon (hopefully tonight). Until then, I'm at a friends' house. It's very close to my house. The center of the city is not.... it's about a 45 minute metro ride. But whatever.

I start classes on Wednesday. On Tuesday I take a test to see where I place. Either way, I'm going to be in Advanced. I have to be.

I'm going to get out of here. I need to go back home and hopefully hear from some people.

I love you all!
Laura

Getting started

This is more of what I would like to call a preamble to my trip to Spain. I leave on January 4th, and return on March 20th. Getting to this point has been quite the journey and I'm still experiencing it. The process has been hell and getting my financial aid has been just that as well. It will all be done by the time I leave, hopefully.

Anyway, do not let me bring you down with my woes. Heck, I'm going to Spain. That's exciting in more ways than one. I'm nervous, but excited. I've been saving for this trip for three years and it is finally here. I hope that you all enjoy reading this, I just hope that it is not too wordy, but I fear it might be. Alas, deal with it.

I still have to get shots and money to use. Those are my goals... neither are fun.

Packing... blah.

Saying good-bye... I prefer to call it "so long." That is what it will be.

Until next post, ¡Adiós!