It was not until last year when it clicked. 2009 was a turning point for me. I  made that first step - the step of courage. Courage to pursue an opportunity to be well-rounded. I lived in Montreal for five weeks, studied at Universite de Montreal, and made lasting friendships from across Canada. This experience has given me the edge – not academically, but in life. I can’t put into words how important of a step this was for me. I play my cards safe, take calculated risks, don’t overbet the pot.

But sometimes, we have to find a new gear.

I can’t believe it’s been half a year already. But, I can happily say that I’ve accomplished all my goals. Except one, which I will have ticked off by the end of August.

The last unchecked goal is to be on my own, in a different city. The time is nearing. And I’m excited, but kind of freaked out at the same time. I’m 22 and I have no shame is saying that I’m scared of this being on my own thing (And, it’s only for 5 weeks+ London)

Did I mention I hate flying? I get really nervous and I try really hard to fall asleep on the plane. I like to have my feet on the ground.

I still got a lot of planning to do. You can read all you want, but once you get there, it’s a different story. In the meantime, I’m trying to be as prepared as possible – familiarizing myself with the transit system, street names, subway stations…the list goes on.

Not ready yet, but I’m getting there.

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