Wednesday, 7 August 2013

poop just got real

I FINALLY have a flight booked. Departure comes at the bright hour of 625 am this Friday. 

Let's not have us count our chickens before they hatch though ... I still do not have my visa in hand. It is suppose to arrive Thursday morning before 10 am though. Fingers crossed.

The date and moved so far away with a flight that never seemed to exist. It now seems to be approaching all too quickly. It feels like an impending doom.

I also need to go through my begs for a third time ... ugh packing sucks!

I also feel like not going. But I will. I'm just scared/nervous/anxious and a medley of all other emotion. And speedily running out of time. And needing sleep.

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