Well, I've cleaned up my room, which was the first step in jetting out of here. That makes it sound like I am practically jumping from excitement. Don't get me wrong, I'm very excited, but with any adventure, the excitement is somewhat tainted by the fear of the unknown. I'll be living in a foreign country with a family I know nothing about. Don't try to tell me that if you were faced with those prospects you wouldn't be a little nervous.
But I digress. I am leaving in less than a week. Since Monday I've been thinking "This is the last time I'll (insert activity) until I get back." or "A week from now I'll have been there however many hours/days etc." I haven't full-on hyperventilated yet, but that's only because I've been keeping myself from doing so. It's odd, because I know that once I get there, the time will fly impossibly quickly, but since I am not there yet, a whole semester seems like a long time. I'm sure my final post in Costa Rica will say something along the line of 'Oh my lands, I can't believe it's already time to go!' Hmm, we shall see.
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