How I have neglected thee!
Seriously, though... this semester has been crazy!
I am currently taking a break from re-re-re-re-re-editing my Undergrad Research Grant proposal for my DIS! Which I am so stoked about!
The possibilities seem endless this semester!
It is amazing to note this difference in myself. And I find it amusing that a single course can make one feel depressed and hateful towards their academic institution for so long...
But now that German is over, I am ready to conquer the world and my major! HUZZAH!
And I have started that by developing a DIS project with one of my fav Professors.
This project should have me back in the Balkans by the summer and if that happens, then I will be doing a second DIS in either Prague or Greece.
But I have a strange realization... my passport stamps will all look the same :/ Blessings, for sure, but for a nomadic spirit, it pains me a little.
I mean, I just went there last summer and experienced all that is wonderful and amazing about the region - even the summer heat was a marvel for it is unlike that here in Florida. I had such high hopes for going to Istanbul for Study Abroad this summer, but those were popped due to family circumstances and the realization that it sort of doesn't fit and that DIS is more important to my future as a Grad student than more undergrad courses. I mean, when I had this realization, I began pipe dreaming and overdosing on nostalgia by drinking Višnjevača and listening to Croatian folk music from a concert I attended in Dubrovnik. Which made me more depressed…
But, then God reminded me of something. My professor at the time offered a DIS the following summer for the same course… and the Grad School Workshop that I had attended the night before where my other fav professor talked about grad school and great ways to boost your chances including the importance of DIS! DUH!!! 2 birds, 1 stone.
I could travel again, but more importantly, I could do a DIS project on something I want to learn more about anyway! Perfect!
Then, a few days later, I find out that I have to do at least 6 hrs of DIS and/or internships for my international affairs minor… uhmmm, can you say fate?
But, the fact that I may be going back to a country that I just experienced seems sort of………… defeating.
I have a list of places that I HAVE to go to before I die, which could be any day that God chooses to call me home.
I WILL – I am all about proactive language – go to Egypt, Istanbul, Rome, Paris, Normandy, basically all of France, Dublin – which has a nice airport… it was so tempting to just miss my flight back to the US and go exploring - , Scotland, Kenya, Russia, Vietnam, Peru, India, Iceland- and by that I mean Reykjavik, because that’s kind of all there is - , and the list is never ending! I just have to go!
I feel like I will feel I have cheated myself of an amazing life if I don’t do all these things! I have been dreaming about travelling the world since I was a little girl! Literally, the only fantasies I have ever had, has been of me travelling the world. In the 3rd grade we watched this video about the leaning tower Piza and how it was closed down because of the instability of the infrastructure. I vividly remember praying to God to not let it fall over until I had visited it! Ridiculous for a 3rd grader you say? Not for one born with a spirit and a nomadic heart. I can even remember of being jealous and slightly mad at my dad for going to Switzerland with his Swiss friend and not taking me! Granted, I was like… well, really little. I never dreamed of getting married or having kids or a house… only of travel. I obsessively watch Samantha Brown’s shows and am ridiculously jealous of her travel life! Her, and Andrew Zimmern and Anthony Bourdain. I mean, come on! Look at their experiences! Totally jealous and envious!
I just have to get out there and learn and see things and experience things and get lost – check - and have adventures and just live. I just have to. It is the greatest desire of my heart! And part of me is afraid that I am wasting my chance to go somewhere new by going to a place that I have already been. But, I know that it will open up opportunities to go to Prague or Greece for other education opportunities. So, new experiences wait through the same experience.
I wish that I could somehow these passions to my parents… especially when I feel like they don’t get it or don’t understand what I’m talking about, or why it means SO much to me to just go somewhere! My feet can only tread the same Earth for so long…
P.S. I have those posts from the rest of my vacay with my mom in NE Georgia. They’ll be awesome! Full of fun and craftiness; and new posts are in the works as far as some new DIY projects are concerned –I’ve got some great ones!
Check out this blog for SOME great DIY projects… I don’t approve of all of them, but that’s just me :)
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