All my bags are packed, I'm ready to go I'm standin' here outside your door I hate to wake you up to say goodbye
But the dawn is breakin', it's early morn The taxi's waitin', he's blowin' his horn Already I'm so lonesome I could die
So kiss me and smile for me Tell me that you'll wait for me Hold me like you'll never let me go
'Cause I'm leaving on a jet plane I don't know when I'll be back again Oh, babe, I hate to go - "Leaving On a Jet Plane", Chantal Kreviazuk
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So cliche. I know, but like Callie, I embrace the trashiness. =P So the time has come for me to countdown to my trip. To my 3 weeks in Europe. My bags are already packed (although I have a nasty feeling that I may have left a thing or two somewhere, somehow) and hopefully, within the weight limit (though judging by their weight, I highly doubt so). I'm waiting for night to fall, for the clock to strike 9. Then I'm off. I'm off for what would be an adventure of a lifetime.
Now the time has come for me to leave you. For 3 weeks. I highly doubt I will be able to update much for the next 3 weeks. Maybe til I reach London. But yeah, I'll try to update, but don't count on reading anything substantial though.
I have no idea how to describe my feelings right now. Its sorta of a mix of restrained eagerness, muted anxiety and a nagging fear of the uncertainty that's lying ahead. Its gonna be an adventure, but adventures can be both good, and bad. It could be extremely relaxed and fun, or it could be extremely tough and tiring. But at least you have the guts to live through it. And really, I think its time for me to go on an adventure again.
Of course, I will miss the days I've been enjoying so far. Waking up at 1300 everyday, doing nothing but gaming, watching tv, and going on an occasional outing or movie or so. I will miss my bed, my room, my laptop! I will definitely miss blogging. And my music, seeing as to how I've yet to purchase a new ipod to bring my jukebox along. I will miss knowing how to go to places, knowing which places to go to. I will miss the certainty of it all. But I guess, these feelings are normal for anyone who is gonna leave behind your home for a long trip away from all the comforts you have.
I will try to make it back in one complete, sane piece. =P Til next time. Peace out.
*Just a little addition before I leave. "Our lives are made In these small hours These little wonders, These twists & turns of fate Time falls away, But these small hours, These small hours still remain" - "Little Wonders", Rob Thomas
Nice song called "Little Wonders" by Rob Thomas. I miss Rob Thomas in his Matchbox Twenty days. I love that band and their songs, stuff like 'Unwell', 'Bright Lights', 'If You're Gone' and "Disease". I hope they get back soon... But anyway, this song reminds me of the good old Matchbox Twenty rock ballads. Nice.
Name: voldemort33
XY, 01/06/1987, s'porean typical geminian free-thinker moody & eccentric thinks far too much for his own good med student (be afraid. be very afraid!) demon45_6f@hotmail.com
crazy craves
music (jazz, rock and lounge) day-dreaming drawing & photography animals (sheep!) chocolate and tea! seafood, noodles and soup!
pet peeves
noisy crowds over-possessive, insecure, whiny people two-faced hypocrites housework and homework being called 'rich' rushing to do stuff crying, pesky kids
deepest darkest desires! (aka wishlist!)
to be a doctor (with a heart of gold!) a dog my own condo apartment a driving license and my own four wheel drive my own comic line someone to hug
yooo damian. :) Have fun in europe!
You make me want to stop school NOW.
--debs