march sixteenth.

I feel so full of words and ideas right now.

I'm going to try and get some of them out before I start physiology.

I said in my last post that I wanted to talk about regret.

I guess I could say I regret skipping every single class today, but I don't, not really.

I slept through my first two classes, which I planned on going to, and skipped my last one to go to a world festival, which I planned on doing from the beginning. 

I think being able to recognize and feel regret is a good thing, to a certain limit (as with basically everything)

I remember reading myspace bulletins and seeing people declare that they "regret nothing"

this angered me so much! I wanted to yell "LIAR! you DO regret things!"

I suppose I didn't want to be alone in this regret club, wishing I'd done things differently while all these unregretful people frolicked about.

I'm still a member of this unpopular club, although I frequent it less than I used to.

I'm trying to learn that the decisions I make are (usually) mine and mine alone and this means that I need to learn and change my actions if I don't like the consequences.

I don't really know where I'm going with this. 

another thing I've discovered is how much I love having a good conversation with a person. I thought this was reserved only with good friends, but I was proven wrong today. 

Even though I skipped anatomy, and didn't learn that, I talked with people from Brazil, Belgium, Canada, China, Holland, Russia, Poland, Tunisia, and more countries that I'm probably forgetting. I smoked hookah in the Tunisia booth and made paper cranes with people from Japan. I learned how to make cute bracelets from Italy and tasted sake for the first time. I learned so much in those three hours, and even though I technically made a poor choice in not going to class, don't really regret it. 

I also shared these experiences with maria bruneta who I can say is one of my closest friends here. Seeing how passionate she is about traveling and experiencing new things makes me proud to know her. 

we had such good conversations while walking around bucharest in the warm sun eating gogosi, it's a memory that I won't forget any time soon.

On the twenty-third of march, I will have been in romania for six months.

in these six months, so much has changed.

I see things so differently, and it's due in large part to the people I've met and the experiences I've had with them.

I used to count every week here as a huge accomplishment, some amount of time that I "survived" 

Now, I can honestly say that I don't know where six months has gone.

Coming to romania for medical school has made me excited for my future. 

I genuinely love what I learn with the exception of a few things, and not guessing what I'm doing with my future is such a nice feeling, and that's something I definitely don't regret.

xox,

loveacrosstheocean.

[photo caption = bracelet I made in the Italy booth!]