I hope this post doesn't feel too lazy. But it's 1:30am. I just finished packing (I hope my suitcase isn't overweight!) and I'm exhausted. I've been in NYC a total of 4 days this summer. I crammed as many this-is-what-home-feels-like activities into the little time that I had and I can't believe it's already time to fly to China. I was hoping my pre-China post would be a bit more philosophical. I imagined it would be full of questions about my current self and my post-China self. You know, questions about adjusting to a different culture, my motivations, apprehensions, what I hope to learn, reasons I made this choice, et cetera. But honestly, attempting to summarize every emotion/question I've had since committing to study in China, in this one sleepy post my last night Eastern Standard Time, just doesn't seem fair.

I can say that I'm incredibly excited. I'm excited to be in a foreign country for the longest I've ever been. I'm excited to be confused and out of place. I'm excited to be frustrated with my language pledge. I'm excited to have posts way more interesting than this one. I trust they will be...Beijing here I come