Voy a vivir en España. No puedo creer este es verdad.
It's strange to me that the closer I've gotten to leaving, the more unreal it seems to be. I've been hoping for, planning for, and envisioning this for quite some time now . . . and yet somehow it doesn't seem possible that it can finally, actually be happening. And although I am extremely excited, I am also very nervous. I'm not nervous about living somewhere new or being in a different country or classes or meeting new people . . . I am nervous solely because I am worried about how well I'll be able to communicate with my host family and with other Spaniards. Basically, I'm nervous that I won't be able to remember how to speak en Español.
All of my brothers think that my Spanish will be about as good as in this video:
I'm pretty sure my Spanish will be a little better than that. But still, I'm really scared.
However, I am also excited beyond belief. Going to Spain—or even just going on a study abroad—is something I just always knew that I needed to do. I cannot wait to immerse myself into the land and the culture; I cannot wait to explore; and most of all, I cannot wait to have this new experience. I know that it will probably be tough for the first little while (if not for the entire five weeks), but I know that no matter what, it will be worth it.
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