The first semester is coming to a close. One more week left and I am 75% done with my Peace Corps service. It is just amazing how two years have been flying by and I am scared. Scared of coming home, scared of starting my life, scared of finding a job, scared of finding out what I want to do...just plain scared. Now I hear my Dad's voice in my head, "This is part of growing up Nina." It's not that I am afraid of growing up its just that I don't know which direction to turn .
this blog is making me anxious. on to another subject
I am right now in the process of making a million cookies for everyone at school. I am making cookies for the secretaries and cleaning ladies and the teachers and my friends. Not just one kind of cookie...no...Nina has decided to make oatmeal, snowballs, sugar, gingerbread and perhaps pumpkin cookies. I don't think I will ever want to see a cookie again after this weekend. But everything is worth the sacrifice to share American Cookies. The secretaries can't get enough of them. I had to translate my recipe last year. Last week, I finally used my chocolate chips that I had been hoarding. They were a present from Katherine my ex-site mate and boy were they good. Of course I shared the wealth! It's the little things folks!
I have taken up speed walking in the mornings with Janice ( my site mate). She and I huff and puff around the park each morning for an hour. There is no snow yet but it is bitter. We are both so bundled up with mismatched hats and scarves and gloves, sweatshirt upon sweatshirt, the whole town stares as we walk toward the park. Though it may not look pretty it's a nice way to wake up in the morning. What a borning blog this is. I am a bit unfocused today and Romanian rap is blaring from my neighbors computer which is making it difficult to concentrate.
I love lots of things about romania but ro rap and pop music sucks.
alright peeps i will spare you anymore...i love you all.
nina