In several days I will be on a plane debating sleep all while watching some foreign movie with subtitles or reading my
"Portuguese for Dummies" on my way to Sao Paulo, Brazil. It has been approximately six months sense I have seen my best friend, Camila Santos. She last came to the States over the summer to spend time with my family and then in Arkansas. Now it's my turn to return the favor.
I will be in Brazil from December 17th through January 9th, which obviously covers Christmas and New Years. This will be the first year that my entire family will not be together over the holidays. Its odd. I really don't know exactly how I feel about it.
For now, I'm sitting at Alex's house trying to figure out what to write for my final letter in writing class, but I am not interested. All I can think about is how I am going to be missing the ones I love while I am gone. I know my time with Camila is going to be fantastic, but I cannot help but be somewhat selfish in thinking this.
I will miss the simplest things while I'm gone such as cooking with Boobie, Marley trying to get on the bed, laughing, hanging out with my closest friends[BAM!], sitting around the house with the family, etc. It's strange because, on a daily basis I take these things for granted and I don't recognize their individual significance. Yet, now that they are going to be temporarily gone, I cannot help but feel that I am loosing.
I have no idea where this is going. I need to study for philosophy, but I can't. All I can think about somehow carries a shade of blue and I am distracted by overwhelming happiness. I have that test at 8:00 in the morning, closely followed by a critique for drawing at 10:00, all before I have to turn in a paper at 4:30.
Hooray for finals.
Friday, I pack my shit for home! But, only for three days.
currently watching: Waking Life with Ben, Alex, and Daniel [its his birthday! hello 20 years old!]