I have no idea how I am supposed to start this… so bear with me.

I spent the last few minutes staring at this blank document (and not just because my internet sucks and the rainbow-spinny-wheel-of-death-thing was blissfully oscillating in the tab corner). I really have no clue rt4`asfzxcewerty… and that was me spilling ginger tea on my laptop keyboard… Great start!

Well, after that tribulation, I’m now left with a half-empty mug of lukewarm tea (and yes, this is a “glass half-empty” kind of moment…), and still no introduction. Anyway, yes, procrastination. There is nothing more utterly terrifying than a vacant text box, especially when you know there’s something more productive you should be doing (French quizzes can wait…).

Time is strange. I’ve pushed this first entry off for about three months, and suddenly, I’m three paragraphs in. A few minutes ago (when there was still a brimful cup of warm tea by my elbow), this page was a mystery. I knew there would eventually be words scattered across the white, and I could see them: blurry figures without a set meaning, nor distinguished shape, yet their presence was… momentous. “Only a matter of time,” I thought. Strange phrase. I repeat it to myself every day, actually. For example, I know that it’s “only a matter of time” before I am sitting in my car on the way to school tomorrow, or taking my French quiz in the morning (agh… apprehension), or leaving school after my last final of sophomore year, or waving goodbye to my family as I board my flight to China (I’ll get into that later). Not much time, really; only a matter of time.

Well, ain’t no time like the present, right?

I’m Ana. I’m in love with sad music. I’m an introvert. I’m easily distracted. I’m horribly indecisive. And this is my story.

So hello, and welcome to my blog. I hope you enjoy, and I hope I can help.

Ana.
*(pronounced, Ah-nah, like the red-headed Disney Princess from Arendelle)*

I will post more details soon, but I was accepted into the NSLI-Y (National Security Language Initiative for Youth) Mandarin summer program in Xi’an, China. This will also be my travel blog.