This is my last Saturday night in San Sebastián, Spain. How much does that suck? Let me tell you—a lot. A whole fricking lot. And I am definitely still in denial. The other day when I was walking home from school, and it was dark out, and the Christmas lights were shining, and all the locals were out in the streets, just walking around with their dogs and their adorable kids, I got my first taste of what it’s going to be like to say goodbye. This whole time I have more or less been pretending that I’m not really leaving, or that I will be back this summer, or something... but the truth is, I am leaving and the chances of my coming back as soon as this summer are most likely very slim. For starters, not so sure if the fam will let me come back... my dad’s response when I told him I really liked Spain and wished I could stay for a whole year was, ´´USA es muy bien too,’’ or some similarly mangled Spanish attempt at, ´´hell no, you’re coming home.`` And there ended my thoughts about finding an English-speaking country for 2nd semester, where I could work on my literature studies but still be abroad. Anyways... so the walk home was kind of rough. It’s funny— I’m at the Internet café we always go to, Juan’s, and he just came up to me and started talking, and he said he thinks I’ll come back. I hope so. I really do.
My two German roommates are having a Christmas party tonight that Rita and I are invited to. I tried to bake some brownies, but the whole metric conversion thing didn’t work out so well, I’m afraid. I made some other cake-type thing that came completely out of a bag too (it was like a little taste of life in the USA), just in case. Ok... I’m off to go get ready for a little partying... here’s to hoping I can forget that I’m leaving and just live it up... and dance... a lot. I heart dancing.
For those I have not heard from... hope no news is good news... and perhaps I will be seeing you soon.
For those of you who are keeping me from dropping out of school and living here forever, thanks—ya’ll rock—see you soon! And happy happy happy 21st to Miss Lorna Doone!!! Love you heaps and miss you lots!
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