I feel that it's appropriate to make a post about my expectations. As of right now, I feel terribly ill prepared, like we're going to go into this project with nothing. This might just be me, but I'm feeling very unsure about the whole process. I'm certainly excited, but it seems to me that people don't understand that there is an underlying fear to the whole trip. It's not a fear that can be explained, but a fear that's much more like walking into a room when you're blindfolded. Does that even make sense?
I'm sure that as soon as we land in Pristina, and see where we'll be sleeping, I'll feel much better. There's really nothing to be afraid of, but I can't help but feel anxious.
I'm full of doubt; I want to live up to the expectations of myself, my professors and my fellow journalists. I guess I shouldn't worry too much. I should really focus on getting through midterms this week...
I finally booked my flight home. It seems kind of strange that everyone else has a family here, or very close to here, while my family is in Philadelphia, PA. Knowing that I'll be going home on the 28th puts me at ease.
Anyway, Friday can't come soon enough. I'm really looking forward to immersing myself in another culture and seeing what Kosovo has to offer.
I'm ready to go! Are we there yet?