Well, the day of reckoning is here. But somehow I don't feel as prepared as I would like to be, seeing as I am currently sipping a theraflu-like drink that tastes like soap in my pj's I haven't washed for the longest time as I try to fight the cold apartment and my body slips into sickness.
Yet this "unpreparedness" doesn't worry me or stress me out, because at the end of my day today (literally, I have my OPI at 7:00pm tonight) all I want to do is get it done and do my best.
What a revolutionary thought.
Part of me feels like this half-hour phone conversation-exam in Arabic is the biggest thing to ever happen to me.
I have been preparing for it since Arabic 101.
Then the other, more dominant half says just that: "you have been preparing for this ever since Arabic 101, AND this past semester has taught you so much," about Arabic, a different culture, and myself.
I have been preparing for it since Arabic 101.
Then the other, more dominant half says just that: "you have been preparing for this ever since Arabic 101, AND this past semester has taught you so much," about Arabic, a different culture, and myself.
What a great gift. So why ruin it or diminish its value by stressing out?
We'll see how long this healthy mentality lasts today.
Good luck with the phone OPI, you will do fine. No matter what you have this language in you forever and the experience of living among these great people. I think you have already accomplished the outcome you wanted.
ReplyDeleteCan I confess though I have no idea what an OPI is but am imagining it sounds like a test. So that is what I am going with. ha ha ha hope I am right. Love you sweet Jordan