August

Woah… it’s already August. How is this possible?? In a month, my friends will be preparing for the first day of school and I’ll be finalizing my packing for spain. This is so surreal. Once a simple dream and fantasy is turning into reality within a matter of months. The other night while I was with my friends, we began to talk about spain and one by one we all began to tear up. I know they are happy for me and I’m extremely excited, but it’s so hard to leave a perfectly normal life. If I stayed here next year, I would have YOLO nights with my girls, I would stress out before school presentations, I would spend hours online searching for the perfect dress for the next dance, I would  suffer through hell like sports practices with my team, and I would cram for finals. But I don’t know what I’ll do in spain. Part of that scares me, but also it excites me. I’ll have experiences in 9 months, that most of my classmates will never have in their entire lives. I am so thankful that my parents have let me and my brother go abroad. I will miss my life in the united states tremendously, but the unknown of spain thrills me.