two...

two hours, 21 minutes into thursday.

geez.

i don't know what to feel.

the trip is only a month plus long, yet while i'm excited about going, i'm gonna miss home.

sounds silly huh? especially when everyone just wants to get off this speck of dirt in the south china sea to places where the weather is nicer and the people are friendlier.

especially since i am going to america for a month.

yadda yadda.

it's just... not home.

maybe it's the amount of crap i have to do at the moment that's getting to me.

my room's in shambles and needs tidying. i have a party tomorrow and food to prepare. i have stuff to pack and get ready for the trip. i have church stuff that needs typing and emailing out.

all within the span of less than 2 days.

come to think of it, i'll be heading for the airport in just 50 hours time.

fifty. hours. time.

yikes.