I guess all there is to do is wait.

I feel stupid checking my email every 25 minutes. Every single time I click to open the app I think "My acceptance into AFS-Spain is going to be there." But then I look and it isn't. I know it's only been 2 weeks and it could take 4 weeks longer, but I just hate having to wait. I feel like I'm normally a pretty patient person ( I don't know ask my parents) but I feel like this whole process is bringing out the worst in me! I've been reading blogs constantly. I've finished all of the blogs of the kids in Spain so I've kinda been doing Italy and Portugal and others. 

Foreign exchange students only ever post about all of the good times they've had. They tell about their awesome family and how well they're doing in school and how easy it is to learn Spanish. When I come across a blog that speaks about all of the difficulties and problems and worried thoughts, I am most intrigued. I want to know the truth about how difficult it is to adapt to a family that you may not feel comfortable with or how clueless you feel when people talk to you and how you feel helpless. I plan on writing about how I am really feeling because I don't want to dress up the experience like it is a vacation and like there is no extra work that needs to be put into it.

Now, I say all of that like I'm looking forward to the challenges. Not necessarily. I'm more looking forward to the calm after the storm, not the actual thunder and lightening. While a nice thunderstorm can be beautiful, they're actually really scary when you think about it. I've always been one to love rain and love falling asleep to water on the roof and thunder. Likewise, I love being put up to challenges. I love proving people wrong and showing people that I am the best at everything I put my mind to. (Which is gonna be really difficult when I can't understand anything anyone is saying.) I'm gonna be honest I'm scared. I'm scared that I will fail every class regardless of how hard I am trying. I am scared that I will be put with a host family that doesn't meet my needs and I'm going to have to move. I'm scared that even after 10 whole months, I still will have no idea what I am saying. I am going to miss my family. And my pets. And my best friend and her family. Luckily I know that they will all still be here when I get back and they all support me 100%.

Below are some picture of my family, pets, and friends.