2/3 days left if you count the day of departure. I finished packing today and ended up with 19.4kgs, that’s 0.6kgs away from the weight limit *Happy dance*.

I’m saying goodbye to one part of my family today, saying goodbye to my boyfriend tomorrow morning, spending tomorrow with my daddy and spending Sunday with the other part of my family. Seems like my last days are going down exactly how it should. I am so excited to see what life is going to be like, to meet the people, to hear the language, to see the house, the area, the school, the city I have so much I want to see and experience I can’t wait to start.

Im scared of the moment I get on the plane and realize im alone. Iv never been without my family and I hate knowing my mom is not just a phone call away. On the other hand she is just a skype call away.

No more turning back now