Thursday, 29 January 2009

Disclaimer

If I end up being a lengthy blogger please feel free to SKIM for whatever interests you.
(If I don't write enough please feel free to badger me about it.)
And know that everytime I write I am writing to YOU, not to myself or cyberspace.

Setting Forth

Here it is- the promised blog!
I have never been thrilled with the idea of blogs (they conjure images of sun-deprived souls clacking away about political drivel in bad grammar) but I hope that my blog will be a bit more exciting and serve it's purpose of helping me keep in touch with all of you, who I am going to miss very much.
Check it as often as you will; I have a feeling I will be a fairly regular blogger, but one never knows. I make no promises about the quality of my entries because in essence this is my (public) journal for the next 4 1/2 months (gosh that seems like a long time right now!), and journal entries are not expected to be anything bit whatever they end up being. A semester abroad is always different for the person abroad than it is for the people at home. I will be comforted by the fact that at you could be reading this!

A recap of the details of my program:
I am going to school at the University of Aberdeen in Scotland. I have to take a few classes to qualify as a student and one to count for my English major at GAC. I am directly enrolled in the school. I don't know anyone (there is another Gustie but I didn't know her beforehand).

My flight leaves at 3:30 CST tomorrow. I am all packed and mostly ready to go. I've spent the last few days seeing family and friends as much as possible and trying to organize myself in my head . . . basically what I always do. My nerves have been pretty smooth so far; I've only had a couple minor waves of panic that I kept mostly to myself. There are plenty of things I could be worrying about, but mostly I brush them aside and plan to figure them out when I get there.

My mind is still struggling to grasp the fact that I am going. I've never felt as comfortable or had as much fun in my life at Gustavus and in general until the past five months. So it is slightly ironic that I am leaving now. So many people have given me the "You're leaving for spring of your senior year?! You're not going to commencement?" deal but yes, I am going, and it is definitely the right path. I've always had a streak of wanderlust in me, and although I love so much about my home, there are many things to love about the adventure of exploration. Besides, my mother has always told me that you can make your home where you are.

I think I have a very independent nature and I see this semester as more or less a test of my independence. We shall see how I score . . .

peace and love (and ultimate of course ;),

Karen