Moving Out

I like the title of this new post because it really describes what I'm feeling right now. Here is a picture of my current project.

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This would be a picture of my closet. My mother has asked me to clean out everything. Goes through everything that I have and get rid of what I don't actually use. I think it's a great idea but it is sure a lot of work. Sometime I can be a bit of a pack rat. But so far I have a whole box of clothes that I'm giving away and I have yet to go through all of my junk. It is pretty exciting to have a fresh beginning with all of your belongings and such. Also to think that you might come back with a whole new wardrobe when you come back! (no worries mom, I won't actually do that) 

Back to the title of this post. Moving Out. I like it because right now, I really feel like I am becoming an independent person. Almost like I'm going off to college but not fully. 

When I am away my mom has great plans for my room. Like, a guest room! Who would have thought of that one. So I have to make some room for clothing if people stay, and some draw space also. And a necessity that my room needs is a good dusting. It is clean but the ledge against my window has seen better days, but that is all tomorrow. Tonight I will get my clothes sorted in a way that I can easily through stuff into a suit case and head out that door. Gosh, at this moment, I am more excited then nervous and it is a lovely feeling. Looking at my open suit case gets me excited about the adventures ahead!

(thanks Alicia for your help)

It is now 10 minutes to 12am so I better finish up my room. Clothes today, cleaning tomorrow.

Thoughts of the Future

This is the place that I will be staying at for the next 10 months. It is located in Chile and is called La Serena. It is quite a coincidence that I, Serena Marie Thomas, was placed in La Serena, Chile.

You must not laugh at me right now but this is my first blogging thing ever and I don't really know if i should type like I'm talking to people or just writing things down for myself so that I remember. So here I go.

Chile. For 10 months. Actually, probably more like 11 1/2 months. Not sure yet because I get to choose when I come home as long as it is under 365 days. My ticket only lasts that long. It will be my senior year and very very different.

Right now I am at Concordia Spanish Camp working in the kitchen and having a great time. I love all the people here and have really made some great friends. Being at a Spanish camp would be a great advantage to me because it would give me the opportunity of speaking Spanish and getting caught up on some thing. Ehhh... Well in the kitchen we all speak English unless the campers are around. Also, when the staff go to hang out with the others, we do speak English but when Spanish is spoken, I get a little shy. I hate making mistakes, and I think that since I know that these people can speak English, it doesn't make me actually want or "need" to speak Spanish. So basically what I am saying is that camp is not helping me as much as I thought it might but that is mostly my fault.

10+ months. It still makes me nervous. A new place to live, new family, new school (for the 3rd time), and a new language all in one big package. Hmmmm, I feel like I want to run right to it with open arms but other times I want to run away from it. Luckily, it is more run to it. I feel like it is going to be one of the greatest adventures of my life. I am pretty confident that I will love it and not want to come back until I have to but the beginning will the difficult part. I am glad that I have some what of a head start on my language ability thought. That is very nice.

Leaving home is super exciting to me. I always loved to go to camp and to be gone from home for a month. The bad part is that you have to leave all the great people that are involved with your at the moment and the fact that you don't get to see them till a year has passed. Everyone and everything will be different. People will have become more of who they will be for the rest of their lives, including me, and we all don't exactly know those people will still mesh when we all meet up again. It a difficult thing to think about. Also, the time that I am gone will allow me to miss out on things that pulls my friends closer together. I really hope that I will come home and things will be like old times, but they probably won't. But we will see how that turns out and I'm sure that that will be an adventure of it's own. I can't wait. :)

I know that this blog thing is sort of a weird thing for me to do, but it is a good way for me to let all of those that read it know what and how I'm doing down in the south. So just let me flow. Haha. Ok. First entry: done.