What the hell!? I'm leaving in 10 days in 24 minutes.
23.
I thought i'd have more to say than that but.. wow. I'm not going to lie, i've put off thinking about it for a while because I know I will shit. my. pants. if I think about this rationally.
Don't get me wrong, I have no problem with going to and working at camp for 3 months but it's the unknown after that that is kinda just a little scary.
22, 21, 20.
I hate this feeling. It's sort of like when i've procrastinated an assignment to the night before it's due and i'm stressing out hard about the fact that (19) it's due tomorrow and i'm an idiot for not starting it.
I kind of feel like i'm leaving a lot of things unfinished (not my room of course, i've half cleaned that and it's on its way to being fully cleaned because otherwise mum is going to... well god knows what she's going to do.. but I fear that I will have no personal belongings other than the things I bring back with me and I HAVE A FUCKING WEIGHT LIMIT ON THAT SHIT.)
18, 17, 16, 15.
I love the fact that time means nothing down on paper slash.. in a blog.
14,13,12,11.
But as Mr rocket pants said, I will miss my old and new friends and whatever suprises they hold (saying that, it's Canberra, I don't think it'll be changing that much in 9 months...)
T MINUS 1 MINUTE TO GO.
and now I officially have 10 days till I leave.
On a rather delicious note, leaving you wanting more - Twilight is fucking amazing.
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