Welcome to Boston

so now I am happily sitting in my hotel watching Futurama and quickly googling different sites and places to go for tomorrow....

I think my list consist of this...

-Harvard Square (its freakin' Harvard!)
-Fenway Park
-Bunker Hill
-Boston Massacre Memorial
-Cheers place
-China Town
-Old North Church
-Boston Common
-Little Italy

The taxi driver was really fun because he was like "Boston is the best city ever. Boston is so cool and neat and awesome. Your gonna love it!"---well like this but with a Boston accent.

It seems pretty cool, I mean, its where the road to freedom from the British started! Its the heart of the American Revolution!!!

I wish Indianapolis was more like that..but sadly no... *tear*

Anyway,

Hopefully pictures will be up...probably late since I am going to see a movie

but nonetheless...

two days

The Day is Near

My first post in my really new blog...huh

To the point....

People keep asking if lots of emotional questions about this upcoming year:
They ask if I am going to miss America
miss my friends
miss my family

They ask me if I am anxious
scared
nervous
and if I am excited

And I feel that in reality I should, especially in this stage when I haven't really offically completed packing (that reminds me....)

but I don't feel anxious/nervous/scared for anything really.

It's also funny when people ask me rather obvious questions like "Are you excited?" "Will you miss your family?"

sometimes I feel like responding like, "Eh, no I am not really excited, my parents kind of forced me to go so this isn't really enjoyable" and/or "I hate my family, what would I miss?"

but I am not sarcastic/cyncial like that. I also know that people do mean well and I do answer there questions very gracefully. So here is my final announcement...

I'm not nervous!

Ever since I was in 7th grade, I always wanted to study abroad, and be among foreigners and live and learn about cultures and languagues, and the spirit of another country. I always knew it would happen sometime during my years in high school and each year I would try to see if I could do something or go somewhere that could step up my global experience to the next level.

So I feel like I was meant to go on this trip. That I was meant to be in high school and experience something totally out of my element, with no allies, no friends, no family members nearby...

But even with the people I care about being thousands of miles away, I am truly grateful that I am able to go on this trip as a senior, and experience this with the support of my family and friends everywhere.

I really feel loved.

one and three,

A Girl Named Maya