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2007-02-06 1:02 AM One step at a time. Over Christmas break I made a promise to myself that I would not spend my entire summer working in the grocery store. I decided that I wanted to get off a plane and be someplace completely unfamiliar, just like my first day of college. Hence I have decided to study abroad.
The Study Abroad fair was tonight. There were fifteen tables, each with representatives, brochures, and free pens. I didn't know where to start. I talked to a few people and grabbed some glossy books from the tables. Later I sat down and looked through each one for classes which could possibly apply to my major. I'm extremely excited but I must admit that I am terrible overwhelmed. There are so many programs to choose from and applications to fill out and I don't want to get my hopes up but I can't help but be ecstatic. I can't even begin to imagine being in a place that is not America. I've never been out of the country and my mind draws a blank when I attempt to envision what it will be like. I feel like I'll jinx myself if I write too much about it so I'm going to stop. I had an interesting experience at the gym today. I was about to embark on my usual run when a guy walked up to me and asked if I'd be interested in playing for his intramural floor hockey team since someone hadn't shown up and they would have to forfeit otherwise. I said I've never played before and that I'd probably mess the team up but sure, it sounds like fun. So I had at it for half an hour, and I absolutely loved it. I will admit that I really got into it, and I've never considered myself much of a sports person. A few times I knocked into members of the opposing team to which the refs told me to be careful. I apologized but on the inside I was glad I had the ability to get in someone's face, all 5'1" of me. We lost 7-0, which wasn't too awful considering we were a player short. I had some sort of buzz going on after we ended, like some kind of rush that running a mile could not give me. I thanked them for letting me play and said that if they ever needed anyone to play again I would be more than happy to come out. They took my email address and I hope they actually email me, because who knows, I might just have to quit school and go pro. Read/Post Comments (0) Previous Entry :: Next Entry Back to Top |
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