Only 2 1/2 months left. . .

Last week two of my four (or five) textbook for summer classes came. As stated before I don’t think its fully settled in that I’m leaving home and going overseas to another country that has a completely different way of governing and living than what I am currently use to and live in a America. It’s been rather busy lately, mostly because this past weekend (3/12-3/114) was the MAL (Model Arab League) Conference in South Carolina at Converse University.

At current I am running on fumes and worn slam-out so I’m lucky that spring break is in session after the conference. Until then I’ll just have to hold my eye lids open with my fingers and support my head on my laptop. I think that once I rest up from all the continuous, exhausting, sleep-depriving, brain-frying, and down-right-stressful rush, the full extent of the meaning of this summer will finally settle in and invoke many emotions.

But for right now let’s discuss, or rather let me talk about, the MAL Conference. It was an experience to say the least, more in a social way than in a political/club way. I met numerous people and shared some good times and excellent laughs with me. Everyone in our Country delegation of Yemen was fun to be with and I had a blast rooming with Suzanne, Ashley, and Leila. Of course that’s not to say we didn’t have our troubles and frustrations.

An Adventure Begins - Acceptance

I'm starting my blog now. Getting into the habit. Making it a routine.

I'm going to Iceland in May. Yep, to that small lil' island a bit south of Greenland and northwest of England. The acceptance letter came in the mail today. I'll be going with 9 or 10 other girls and two professors.

I'm Nervous!

The fact that I'm going is absolutely surreal. I'm going to have classes in another country with only a handful of people from my college. They're familiar faces but so far they aren't people I have a strong bond with. Ashely was suppose to go but a few things came up and she couldn't. It sucks. I was looking forward to all the amazing things we would have done! We're so alike.
So I'm nervous, excited, impatient, a little scared, and perhaps unable to realize the full capacity of what this means. It'll settle in sooner or later.

Its March 3 now. The flight day is May 28. Count down time.

Well after next weekend. For now I've gotta focus on MAL (Model Arab League). We're leaving for South Carolina next Friday. The Conference begins Friday at 4 and isn't done till Sunday morning.

Let the Good Times Roll.