I can't wait, obviously, but damn, I am freaking out. I keep going through scenes in my head where I'm dying of starvation/ hit by a densha(train)/ so lost in translation that I cry in the middle of class etc. You get the picture.
My friends are all like -
"You should be fine. It's not like it's your first time overseas, right? "
Hold up! That was with my parents! I didn't have to do anything besides make sure that I had my mum and dad within my peripheral vision at all times.
I didn't have to pay my own bills/ take out insurance by myself/ cook by myself or any other thing that basically had any connection with the word 'independent'.
And, now? Now, it's all on me. Me alone!
Help!
I also haven't started packing my things yet. I love, love to procrastinate. I guess I'll do it some time soon. Tomorrow, maybe?
I'm also freaking out that I might forget to bring something uber-important with me. Then, I'll only realize that I left in Malaysia while in Japan. Crap and double-crap.
ps/ KTJ kids, happy packing, 'kay!
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