Intern International

   Life wouldn't be complete without a little drama to spice it up, and although I mainly post about all the sweet moments I'm having with my friends and adventures, I'd be lying if I didn't say there was some drama here at Bogi as well. Strap in everyone, this is going to be a long post and there aren't going to be pictures.     Now, I'd like to clarify that this drama doesn't directly involve any of my friends or me. It's on a larger scale/institutional level. Interpersonal drama is definitely private and I don't believe in sharing that on a public forum like this. Also, for the sake of anonymity, I won't be using the real names of anyone involved.      So it begins. Shortly after arriving at Bogenhofen, we found out that there would be another student arriving, an older gentleman who I will call Tom (because that's generic). I didn't necessarily think anything of this at the time, there's certainly nothing wrong with going back to ...

    Still nothing exciting happening. There have been some frustrations lately. Not sleeping well, some struggles with school work (botched a test last week), and some general annoyance, but you know what? Life just sort of... moves on. I forget about things and can't seem to remember what's made me so upset the day before. This moving on is good, because I'm bored with school and I'm dying for my parent's to come, but it's also scaring me because soon I will be home. I'm so homesick. Really, I can't wait. But, at the same time, I don't know what I'll do when I am no longer with my friends. Where will I find this kind of laughter again? This warmth? This spirituality? How will I ever be satisfied to be alone in my dorm room again? To not have anyone to text? To not count down the days for our next Sabbath vespers? A castle near Salzburg that we visited    We recently visited Mauthausen Concentration Camp. I think it was important for me to go, bu...