Adjustments

This week has gone by in a blur, mostly picking up within the last few days.

My family left on Thursday around 3 am and I said goodbye the night before. It was quite the typical don't-disappoint-us-we-trust-you-stick-with-God conversation, but I had it twice with both parents. That right there sounds like half an hour I could have gotten back.

I started hanging out with Joseph, a Bahamian, and Bogdan, a Serbian. Every once in a while Nice, a Swede, would tag too, and possibly Dan, the only Brit. They all amazingly remind me of people back home. Joseph reminds me of Brian. But I can't seem to remember his last name! He used to go to FLA in 2005 and was always hanging out with Kendall Coopwood. Joseph and Brian are long-lost bros. Bogden is just like Sam, in that they joke around with a straight face so that you (aka I) don't know what's going on. Nice is a little like Alyssa. Super chill, very I-don't-care attitude, but yet so hilarious. Dan... well, Dan is the only one who doesn't remind me of anyone. Then there's Eddie, the French cutie that I strain to understand when he speaks to me. I try really, really hard and occasionally succeed in a five minute conversation.

I'm getting used to the lack of people here so that it's almost comfortable. You basically see the same people around. I used to feel a bit more watched but that went away.

Also, roommate is still a no-show. What is the deal?! I'd love to know if I'm alone or not. Problematic otherwise because I have half the room not in use currently.

I also got a UK number, officially making me a bona fide Brit (in my eyes). I think I might make it, folks. I think I might just make it.

My First Day

First of all, I just saw a Papa John's pizza delivery guy. I now know I can survive in this foreign land.

We got to this grand country at 6 a.m. (BST time) and we were tired as heck. I think I managed to squeeze around an hour of sleep from the 6.5 hours it took to get here. I did watch Prince Caspian though. Good movie.

We rented a MASSIVE van that managed to fit all of our luggage (including my 8 suitcases) and all of us. Not bad. We're staying here at Newbold so I got a chance to look around. The school itself is pretty old and not really what I expected. The buildings look nice and cozy from the outside, but inside it looks like it could probably fall apart in the middle of class. The rooms are smaller than the ones at Southern, and I brought so much sutuff my mom's gonna have to take back some of it. Bummer much?

I also got to look at my room, and I half-met my roommate, Caitlin. The first thing I saw was the mess going on in that room, and mother was later quick to point out that I wouldn't be keeping my room like that. Ha... good thing I won't be living at home =)
So, basically I wasn't very excited to be here at all, but then we went to London. Oh, my darling London. For some reason I'm so drawn to that city. I absolutely love it. After walking around for about 5 minutes I was excited to be on this continent. I completely forgot every negative image I had of my future school and realized I would be ok!

So now I'm here at the school, catching up with people as everyone else is sleeping. It's currently 18:37... or 6:37. I'm gonna have to get used to that army time...

Love, peace, chcken grease.

Embarking

And so this thing I call my future begins.

I'm here at the airport, and a number of things have run through my head in the past hour. Since this is my blog, I guess I have the liberty of sharing my thoughts. How nice.

1. Airports are really not that bad of an inconvenience. I mean, sure, the government rules on what you're allowed to bring, how much, and why, but we are flying in their air. I have to admit, I thought air was the one thing you can't possess. Anyways. All you have to do is not come to the airport all blinged out with 30 pounds of jewelry (like the Jamaican in front of me who was screaming bloody murder because he had to take off his Jesus chain), wear easy to take off shoes, and be ready for a frisk. Not that bad to me.

2. I feel like I'm going on vacation. It might be a problem when all I can think of is all the trips I'll be making and not all the studying I should be doing. Then again, you stick me in a country I'm absolutely head over heels for, tell me it's only $40 to fly to other countries, and expect me to say, "Oh ok. Let me just get back to reading my How to be a Cum Laude College Graduate When it Won't Matter After You Graduate book." Right.

3. I'm with my almighty family. We, a Dominican family of aunts, uncles, grandparents, siblings, and daughter, are going to England. Right now as I look around those sitting at our gate, we stick out like a wounded, neon-colored elephant in the middle of a cave filled with lions that haven't eaten since the beginning of time. Everyone is white. Not only white, but English. My countrymen don't look too excited at the fact that they will be traveling for the next 12 hours with us.

So that's my contribution to society. I haven't focused at all on the fact that I won't be seeing my Dutch baby until December, or that Apopka and all it's excitement will be moving on without me.

Love you long time,
Me.

My information

So, I have this little thing called Skype.

Basically when I'm at my computer I can call you or you can call me.
Or, if you have an account (it's free.. hint hint) we can video chat, chat, etc.


If I'm NOT at my computer and you call me, you can leave a message. Pretty convenient.

NUMBER:

(407) 278-7001

IDK if you can text me, but I'm pretty sure i can't text back.

There's also my A I M - sahira9008

or Messenger - sahira_9008@hotmail.com



I haven't gotten my address yet, but I'll let you know so we can kick it old school and you can send me letters. Preferably not food... I heard international mailing isn't very quick.

Jenny's idea is genius...

How do I keep all my lovely fans up-to-date on this crazy adventure I'll be calling my life in a week?! Obviously, blogging it up.
So!
Here is where I will, hopefully, frequently, be recording my daily experiences and pretty much telling everyone (repeatedly) how much I miss them.
I'll put this link on my Myspace... nice and big so you won't forget about me. And so you can't say you don't know what's been going on with me =)

ONE MORE WEEK SUCKAS!

Love always.

The packing finally started!

All done! Except for the clothes. To be continued...