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When I arrived home from INC, which I will probably post about later, I saw a red plastic folder on my bed. Inside was a lot more specific information about where I’m going to be living, the school I’m going to go to, and other such details.
Basically, I’m going to be living with a family who looks like they’re going to be a lot of fun, share a room with another (German) exchange student about my age, and live in a house that’s almost as old as America with a view of the sea. I’m pretty excited.
The thing is, I now have only 28 days to finish as many college apps as possible, figure out what I need, pack, earn more money, and somehow cope with the fact that I won’t be back home until after my 18th birthday. Don’t get me wrong, I’m extremely excited. But I’m also a bit terrified.
This is a time for muffins.