But in a sense, I do sort of mean my life. I haven't volunteered at all in the last 3 weeks! I'm really getting kind of worried about this, because the honest truth is just that it didn't work out with my school schedule at all, and due to the amount of time I'm here for, I couldn't do the only project that I could go to. The thing is, I feel like I should be coming up with something I can do on my own that would make up for the fact that I haven't done anything that I even consider slightly beneficial to this community, other than being polite to people. I've learned a lot about illiteracy though, which is kind of cool, so maybe I should switch my focus from volunteering to researching. The thing is, I don't really know how to do that! I guess it's just something I'm going to have to figure out on my own...
I don't want to be even the slightest bit touristy this week, oh man, I can't believe I'm really going home a week from tomorrow! That just doesn't seem like any time at all. Granted, I've only been here three weeks so far, but still, this has flown by. I have come to the grand conclusion that I really want to take a year after I graduate and travel. I know how cliche that sounds, but I think if I work hard the next three summers, save as much money as I can, and if I plan everything correctly, I can make it happen. I can take one year and see as many things as I can; I want to go to Asia, Australia, the Middle East, Europe, Africa, and come back to South America of course. I like the idea of being constantly on the move. I'm ITCHING to do it too. I wish I could go now! But I have to think ahead.
Ah. I'm going to come home a very different person. Well, maybe not very different, but different enough. Just reading through the journal I've been keeping here, I've noticed how much my thoughts have changed and matured since I got here. It's a little more intimate than this blog is, because obviously I don't have a clue who-if anyone-is reading this, but I have gone from one extreme to the other in there. Looking back on the last three weeks, I think I can see three different people. I don't know what's going to happen when I get home. One day I know exactly what I want, and the next day I want the opposite. I feel bad that I'm one of those people who just disappears for a while, but...I don't know, sometimes I just can't feel like socializing. I feel bad that I didn't get to see a lot of people before I left to come here, but I'm almost relieved that I'm going home to pretty much just my mom and my sister. I'm sure I'll be eating my words after about a week at home ha-ha, but as of right now, I'm looking pretty forward to it.
Chauu
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