This afternoon, my mother proposed that I come with her to the Metro next month. Given the 30-kg limit in the airlines, I couldn't bring at least one semester worth of clothes and shoes in just one flight. So I have get two trips to bring my things back to the campus.
I'm both excited and scared at the same time. I'm in my seventh week of bumming around and not a single word has spoken to my family about him. It might be an awfully long time to wait as I met his parents just three hours after we're officially together, but it didn't feel like the right time on the first week and the weeks that followed. I was too young to remember the last time that one of my sisters brought and introduced someone to the family. It's nerve-wracking.
Three weeks from now, I'll see him again. In around two week, I'll see my parents' faces after they hear what I'm about two say.
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