||[Feb. 12th, 2007|01:38 am]
Discipula sum, literata ero... Ergo studere ibo.
You know what?|
Whatever happens with grad school, I graduate in July. At that point, I will have been in England for 2 years and 10 months.
Whatever happens, I did it.
Shy, quiet, strange, awkward, homebody me -- I got across the ocean all by my lonesome, everything packed into two brand-new suitcases, got myself registered, to class, through essays, through exams, through house-renting, through dog-adopting, through TV-licensing, to the library at Cambridge, through Latin, through a couple hundred nights of lazy fish & chips.
Whatever happens, I got through it. The most wonderful, the most terrifying event of my life -- events of my life.
Whatever happens, I've been here.
Whatever happens, I've done something most people only dream of.
To paraphrase a bit...
Who can say if I've been changed for the better, but... I have been changed for good.
And in the end, whatever happens, that has to mean a lot.
Thank you, England, and good night.