This is the story of the afternoon when I was accepted to Chile:
I was sitting in my bedroom, on CS, when I heard the phone ring. I picked it up straight away, but my family's nanny had also picked up the phone on the kitchen. Her voice answered then phone, so I went to hang up my phone. But just before I did, I heard the voice of my AA.
I hung up anyway because it's polite not to eavesdrop.
A few seconds later, she came to my bedroom and said the phone was for me. So I picked it up, thinking to myself this is it! please please please please be Chile. And I can't remember exactly what he said, but it WAS Chile! All I could say was 'thank you!' 'thank you!'.
After I put the phone back, I turned to my younger brother and told him. (He was in my room looking at an I Spy book). "Matthew, I'm going to Chile!" I exclaimed.
He just grinned a sheepish grin and turned away. I asked why he looked to sheepish and his reply was "Cos you'll get me stuff".
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So I texted two of my best friends and my mum then went on MSN and CS as well.
And today at school my friend told my whole Spanish class. And then it really sunk in how excited but nervous I was and I started to cry.
Nope, just kidding, I didn't cry :p
Today I was pretty excited though.
I saw my Auntie in the library after school and told her as well.
Right now it feels surreal, like this isn't really happening. I cannot see myself actually at the airport saying goodbye to my family. I'm sure this is how most other exchangers feel, so I'm not worried.
And my new favourite Spanish word - ¡Superfantastico!