Well. Here it is! The night before the big departure! I'm sitting in my room, which is reasonably tiny, surrounded by packing. It's a mess! My suitcases are open on the floor and only half packed and not organized, at all. Okay, I admit it! I'm stressed! This morning I woke up with butterflies in my stomach! I would like to think that they were excitement butterflies... but to be honest I think half of them were stressed butterflies. Oh and they're still there. I just checked into my flight online! I got a window seat. I was contemplating the aisle seat, to you know, switch things up. I thought about it for a while, and I just decided the window seat is the better way to go. I know I'll probably regret it because I always think as I'm sitting in the window seat, about how much I hate being squished in by two people and a window, and about how I hate that I can't go to the bathroom because I don't want to crawl over the two people next to me... but oh well! At least if I sleep I have the window to rest against. I'm going to try and push it out with out sleeping though! When I arrive in London it will be just 3:30 here but 8:30 in London. So I figure if I stay awake as long as possible, I have a better chance at quickly becoming acclimated to the time difference. I know, another decision I will most likely regret.
I think I'm packing too much stuff. It's just that I've reviewed my items, and I can't picture parting with anything I've packed. I know that we had this whole "one suitcase" rule, but I'm bringing two duffel bags and then stuffing everything into one when I get to the airport. It's not all clothes either, alright? Because I know that's what you're thinking. I bought shampoo and face wash and stuff. And let me tell you! That stuff weighs a lot! I have a few pairs of shoes. You know what? I'm sure it will be fine. I need to stop stressing about it!
I had my last dinner with the family tonight. We went to this great French restaurant here in Lowell called "La Boniche." It's our special occasion place to go and eat. It was great to be there with them, but for some reason I felt kind of down the whole time. I'm used to going away to school every semester, but it feels different this time. Maybe it's because this something completely new to me. Maybe I wish they could be enjoying Europe with me. Maybe I'm just feeling a little emotional. Who knows. I definitely don't!
Okay... so as I've been typing this, I thought of a bunch of things I need to do! So, till later!
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