now comes the fun part

I've likened this to being a high school senior, looking at colleges (I thought it was fun): you're about to go somewhere totally new, and all the options in the world are available to you. I have my certification, and now I start sending applications and hopefully getting nibbles. So far, I've had two nibbles--one in Japan, one in South Korea. Then there's also Spain and a summer camp in Switzerland. I promised my teachers, "No more chicken". (They had never heard of Chick-fil-A, which I know is blasphemous, but anyway they just called it 'chicken'.) This is the exciting, scary part that I'm ready to fire through so I can get to the living abroad part again, because I'm honestly already a tad restless. Don't get me wrong, it's great being home, even if I was welcomed with tornadoes and hail storms, but it's in my system now and I'm ready to keep moving...forward.