it's my last week here in salvador. i can't believe it! the time has gone by way too fast. I've been partying like it was 1999 this weekend, only having breaks on sundays to rest. I've been feeling less inhibited in my social activities, not being afraid to go out and hang with people I don't know even though i'm self conscious about my language abilities. I've had a lot of fun this week meeting more new people than ever, enjoying city nightlife and rocking my brand-new, itsy bitsy bikini (and to my host family, my bikini is STILL large, haha). I hope I don't get in trouble wearing it at school (read: because I'm going to do it anyway). My suitcase is beginning to have things put in it, I took the things off my wall and safely put them away. All that's left are toiletries, jewelry and books. I don't want to rush packing like I usually do, so I decided to start a little early this time. It's all making me sad, you know? Because I'm really really really scared to go back home now. I've grown so much, I've changed so much and who's to say that people will like the new me? And who's to say that I'm going to care if they do? There have been so many life lessons presented to me during my stay, about how I think, how I feel, how I react to things/people/events, how I can/cannot control myself. There have been so many people that I have learned from, both positively and negatively. But all my experiences have been worth the stay. I've learned never to regret anything because it undermines your ability to make decisions for yourself. If you consciously made a decision, why should you regret it later? This is how I feel about things lately.
It's been a great six months: positives AND negatives included. I would do it again and again.
But most of all, I'm really going to miss my family.
pai e tio manuel
(not picture: graça, shio, e jussara)
They're the best family that anyone can ever ask for. I know for a fact that Raniery, my dad, will be at my wedding (if I ever get married). Vou ter saudades deles....


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