I am finally leaving the land I call my home in 4 days. All the effort and energy I have had in the past two years have been invested into one single outlet: studying abroad. My emotions are all jumbled up right now. It only feels like it was last month that I withdrew from INTI but in real time, that was 8 freaking months ago! THIS IS SO SURREAL.
My friends who are already settled down in the US tell me that this part is the worst part: leaving. I truly believe that once I touch down on American soil, I will feel relief. But at this moment, damn it, it hurts. The thought of leaving my family (and my dog) just makes me so SAD. I consider myself quite overly attached to my family so this is tough for me. I'm already homesick, and I haven't even left yet! My flair for being dramatic doesn't help me at all in this current situation hahaha.
I know I should be excited that I will be living & studying abroad and believe me, I truly am! I am so grateful to my parents and my circumstance that have enabled me to pursue this path. However, the excitement is being overridden by my sadness.
I try not to think about Thursday night (that's when I'm leaving) and most of the time, I succeed. But then, some little insignificant thing reminds me of Thursday and I start crying (told you I'm dramatic!).
I will be seeing friends on Monday and Tuesday which will surely contribute to making the days fly past. I feel like I'm not ready to leave but I know that it is time. Does that make any sense?
My head is telling me: "Go and follow your dreams, make something out of yourself, show the world that you CAN." but my heart is making me reluctant to leave my mom and dad. (wails)
Well, in the span of this blogpost, I have used up 6 tissues to wipe my tears and snot lol. I'll take this as my cue to leave.
This has been an emotional writing dump, by your resident crybaby (aka me)
Pic from Google Images. Isn't it adorable?


