Not even.
Soon I will be off to Maastricht. I am excited, but also nervous, and also a little sad. Sad to leave Mike for so long, I’ll miss him a lot. He’s coming to visit me over his spring break though, so at least we won’t go all six months without seeing each other. This experiance will be very different from Cape Town, and I am looking forward to it. I find freedom in structure, and I had no structure in Cape Town. I’m looking forward to a little Samatar-style writing and all that. “Structure is like the bones in your body!”
Sharon e-mailed me again about the Brower Youth Awards. This is the second year that she has tried to get me to apply. Last year I couldn’t do it because I was going to be in Cape Town over the awards week. She tried to get me to do it anyway, saying that they would fly me from Cape Town back to San Francisco. For obvious reasons, I ended up not applying. This year though…I have no real excuse beyond “I don’t think I would win”. That’s never stopped me before. I applied for the Goldman Sachs Global Leaders Program even though I didn’t think I would win. I’m just not sure if this award (in the unlikely event that I win) would help me or bring me into a whole new world of hurt that is Think Outside the Bottle. I love the project, but I also want to move on to other things. It’s also a hard project to organize, especially with MacCARES the way it is. Perhaps with MPRIG I would have better luck, but I want to focus on school, trial, and law school applications for my senior year, not get bogged down in TOTB. Oh well, I’ll think about it. It could also be a great opportunity. I could take a year off before law school and work on eliminating bottled water from popular consumption. We’ll see.
Right now, I should go to sleep. I’m trying to get on a regular sleep schedule to mitigate jet lag once I get to Maastricht. It promises to be a mission getting there. I’m packing smarter this time, and only checking one bag. A big bag, but single nonetheless. See you in Maastricht.
Cheers,
Liz
