It's less than a day before I'm gonna fly off. I must say, I'm not feeling as nervous as I thought I would be. I always thought that I would just break down and lose control. I guess I'm keeping it together well enough. I just finished packing and being nagged at by my mum. The amount of things I bring is just insane. On one hand, I wanna be thrifty and bring as much stuff as I can so I don't have to buy it there (which my mum just doesn't understand yet still nags me for being so spendthrift). On the other hand, I just need some familiarity in my room. I want to look around my hostel room and still feel it's home. I don't want everything to be so foreign and alien.
I just gotta pack my hand carry later and sort out some documents then it would be good to go. It's gonna be great as I just checked into my flight and I'm gonna be sitting on the upper deck (bet my brother's super jealous haha). It's gonna be a great experience. Can't wait for tomorrow, well tonight rather since it's already midnight.
The last day at home.
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