The Situation at Hand

The Situation is this: I'm 14, and I'm moving to India for a year. It's bittersweet...I'm excited but really nervous at the same time. I'm sad to leave my friends, but it's not a permanent move, so I'll see them again for sure. I called this blog Tuna Out of Water because my friends call me Tuna for some reason and India is definitely not my normal Bellevue water that I'm used to. 

So, in India, I'll be missing my freshman year of high school here in Bellevue, Washington. I'll be going to Indus International school in Bangalore, India. We don't really know where we're going to live yet, which should be concerning, but for some reason I'm not even freaking out about it at all. That, or the fact that we're leaving in less than a month and haven't even begun to pack yet. We're going there for my mom's job, she works at Google and they need her to do research in India and are willing to get her there to do it. My dad, who is a doctor here in Washington, isn't going to be able to work for a salary while we're in India, so he'll probably be a stay at home dad for the year. He's going to do volunteer work when we're there though. 

All the adults who I tell about this always say, "Oh, wow, this will be such a great experience for you to have while you're a kid but still old enough to remember it!" And I know that. I've heard it a million times, but they're actually right. The timing of this adventure is perfect--I'm going into 9th grade and my sister's going into 7th grade, so we're both old enough to remember this. But another thing that is really cool about this is that I'm actually half Indian, my dad is Indian, so this is gonna be really cool for me to be able to get in touch with this half of my heritage. I'm excited, scared, happy, sad, nervous, and anxious to get out of here for a while. This had better be good!