This is my last goodbye...
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Well, folks, this is it.
The last blog entry of the me I am now. I may be able to acces the internet in the Peace Corps from Kiribati, but it's not likely and it won't be often, and even if I do I won't be the same person.
I've been holding myself aloof, away for the past few days. I don't know if it's because I didn't realize how quickly this thing was coming up, or if I just didn't want to feel the sorrow leaving my life for days on end. But, now that there are only hours to go before I leave, I'm getting the jitters (as MadPoet would say) big time. I find myself short of breath, prone to tear up as I'm looking at my screen, and loathing the farewells at the airport.
This marks the first time I will be really, truly on my own. Sure, I was away at college and independent to a fault. But even then, Mom was just a phone call away and I knew a few people when I arrived there. Now, I'm leaving the country, leaving my culture. And I won't know a single person.
Of course, I'm looking forward to this. If I didn't want to go, I wouldn't be. I'm looking forward to the bonds I'll make with other Peace Corps Trainees who will be going through the same emotions as I am. It'll be hard, but knowing there are others like me doing the same thing I'm doing...well, that'll be a small reassurance, anyway.
As I take my leave, I'd like to thank everyone here at JoeUser. This has been a great opportunity to for me to sharpen my writing skills and vent about all the things that frustrate and amuse me.
Just think...if I can do this, I can do anything.
The last blog entry of the me I am now. I may be able to acces the internet in the Peace Corps from Kiribati, but it's not likely and it won't be often, and even if I do I won't be the same person.
I've been holding myself aloof, away for the past few days. I don't know if it's because I didn't realize how quickly this thing was coming up, or if I just didn't want to feel the sorrow leaving my life for days on end. But, now that there are only hours to go before I leave, I'm getting the jitters (as MadPoet would say) big time. I find myself short of breath, prone to tear up as I'm looking at my screen, and loathing the farewells at the airport.
This marks the first time I will be really, truly on my own. Sure, I was away at college and independent to a fault. But even then, Mom was just a phone call away and I knew a few people when I arrived there. Now, I'm leaving the country, leaving my culture. And I won't know a single person.
Of course, I'm looking forward to this. If I didn't want to go, I wouldn't be. I'm looking forward to the bonds I'll make with other Peace Corps Trainees who will be going through the same emotions as I am. It'll be hard, but knowing there are others like me doing the same thing I'm doing...well, that'll be a small reassurance, anyway.
As I take my leave, I'd like to thank everyone here at JoeUser. This has been a great opportunity to for me to sharpen my writing skills and vent about all the things that frustrate and amuse me.
Just think...if I can do this, I can do anything.
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