Aunt Nadine

Not much to say about today. I had one class that was actually quite interesting. It is focused on the Apartheid between the years of 1989 and 1994. It was a completely different method of teaching as our professor read from his notes and basically told a story instead of giving us notes. I guess I have to brush up on my note taking skills because it won't just be handed to me like back at home. After class I laid out by the pool for the afternoon and hopefully didn't burn. I can't feel it yet, but I am hoping to come home nice and tan. Now that school has started I feel as if I am falling into a routine which I like at home, but here I want to continue to be adventurous and see as many things as possible while I am here. I have been told that when you study abroad there is a boring part and I hope that I don't feel that this soon. I haven't felt homesick yet, but I do feel as if I should be home right now. My Aunt Nadine just passed away and it is rough to be so far away and not be able to be with my family in this hard time. I have talked to my parents a few times since and I wish that I could hop on a plane and come home, but I know that can't happen. I am just glad that I got to see her before I left, but also regret not being quick enough with sending her the pictures I promised from my travels. I know that she is now in heaven and is in no more pain. Love You Aunt Nadine.