The fact that I am even remotely qualified enough to apply for something like this boggles my mind. I remember when I got the email in Barcelona, sitting at my hard boring desk in Residencia Onix with the shades drawn because the white wall across from me was always terriby blinding when the sun hit it. I saw that someone at Assumption had recommended me to apply for a Fulbright scholarship and I was, quite honestly, shocked. But now I am down to the decision making part. Where does my heart want to go next?
Tuesday, June 25, 2013
6 months later...
My grilled cheese and I felt the need to blog today. I am sitting in NU Cafe in Worcester, about to head over to Assumption to meet my Spanish professor about something very important: where I am going to apply for a Fulbright.
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