So today is my last day of Spanish class for the summer and marks the 10 days (including today) and counting before I head out for Quito. Right now I'm sitting at work eating peanut M&M's and praying that I don't get myself into any more trouble in the next week. If I can get by just one week with no tickets, wrecks or anything else, I'll be extremely proud of myself. My emotional state around leaving is bad enough! I don't know how to view these last days. Should I be ecstatic about leaving this place I've lived my entire life? and not worry about everything I'm leaving behind because it will surely be here when I get back? Or, should I be crying hysterically while looking through old photo albums and snuggling up with my many cats and a cup of tea? I'm having difficulty finding a middle ground. So far, my attitude has been pretty indifferent. I try not to have an opinion about anything because I have no idea what to expect. I am excited to meet my host family. My host mom, Maritza, is a professor at a university and she has two daughters who are close to my age (one of whom loves to dance apparently). The entire family also enjoys cooking and exercise so hopefully I'll come back amazingly fit. Back to the days immediately after high school when I worked out every day because of soccer and didn't eat dorm food three times a day in massive quantities. Diez más días hasta voy ir a Ecuador por nueve meses. ¡Que triste/emocionante!
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Hola Anna,
Que bueno que todo esta saliendo bien en Quito y que estas hablando en espannol todo el tiempo.
No seas timida al hablar y si cometes errores esta bien, esa en la unica manera de aprender. La gente te va a querer igual.
Que envidia tu cuarto tan grandote y con buena vista!
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