A lot of things are happening right now, and I can feel myself changing little by little.
Either I'm growing up, becoming more independent... or maybe I'm just hungry.
But really, I can feel myself becoming a different person. It's not just changing the clothes that I wear, which really isn't changing at all, or the way I act towards people. I just feel myself becoming a different person. I'm not talking about changing like people do in middle school, where you try to fit in with cliques to make some friends... I'm really becoming my own person right now.
It's hard to put everything into words because I don't really know how to express it, and I get too distracted by all of the things I'm doing.
Right now I'm planning a trip to Milan, Florence and Venice, a five day adventure with one of the girls in my group.
I'm also trying to plan a trip to Paris for a Chocolate Festival, with another girl from my trip, but financially, that's looking a little rough. If all else fails, our back up is Cadiz, because it's beautiful.
Anyway,
Today was my first day of classes. Granted I've only had one... but it was my favorite one, because it's about Spanish Education and teaching Spanish to English speakers. It's really cool because I'm learning all about the different education theories here as opposed to the ones in the US, which suck, if I may be so bold as to say.
Back to my previous rant.
I feel like I might not be putting my whole heart into every thing that I write because it's hard to express everything that I am feeling, and it's also hard to find the descriptors for every scenario and ambiente. I'm trying my best to write it all down so that one day when I'm super old I can look back and relive everything moment for moment.
Right now, I want to know that I will be able to remember everything. This feeling that I'm having of a change coming into my life. It's overwhelming really, but I know it's one that I'll probably remember even without writing it down.
Ugh. That's all I can really say about that.
I love coming to Spain, because I really feel that I find myself every time I'm here.
I the US I find that it's hard to grow, because no matter where I go, I have the security blanket of knowing that people speak the language that I speak, and I can always call mom and dad at the drop of a hat.
Here, I know that I'm on my own. I have to force myself to make the mental jumps between languages, and really focus on becoming my own person.
I can't call mom and dad when I'm lost here... I have to figure it out on my own.
Snoop Dogg doesn't know the roads in Spain, only in the US... so my GPS is kind of shot to hell over here...
But I'm figuring it out.
Now I can't really tell if I need to look at time passing here as going to quickly or going by slowly...
Only a month as passed and I've learned all of these amazing things about myself...
But a month has already gone by... which means I'll be leaving this amazing place way sooner than I want to.
Mmm. Que será será.
<3
Buenas tardes.
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