It's all official now!

Today was our swearing in. Felt a little too military like for my style. By military like I just mean holding up my right hand and swearing to "defend the United States Constitution against enemies..blah blah" Basically it all means I'm officially a Peace Corps Volunteer. I've been here for nearly three months and I still can't believe I'm here sometimes.

We said our goodbyes to our homestay families yesterday. I held up well, even while my 7 year old brother was gripping onto my leg crying. Made it through the ceremony, but then when my mom started crying as we said our last goodbyes I started crying also. My friends said my 20 year old brother was crying.

That's just one little dip in my little emotional roller coaster. (it's really not that bad, more like the little kiddie roller coaster) I really think a lot has to do with taking the Maleria meds.
But the days always end up having redeeming qualities.
Sorry this post suck I'm working on picturez