i know i am supposed to be doing my in-depth trip planning right now.

i know i am supposed to feel really excited and filled with anticipation.

i know i will be missed and i should feel grateful to have such awesome friends.

i know i should be thankful for such a supportive family.

so what the hell am i thinking? why do i actually wish that noone was sending me off and that i could just slip off silently into my adventure?

it's strange how we always talk about leaving singapore for good, leaving all this stress and shit behind and moving to a new place and start afresh. but when the time really comes, and even if it's for slightly less than half a year, you start to miss things when you haven't even left yet.

22 hours. i am already starting to miss you.

22 weeks. how am i going to survive???

YOU'VE BEEN LOOKING FORWARD TO THIS FOR SO LONG!

SO JUST SHUT UP.

YOUR ADVENTURE OF A LIFETIME BEGINS NOW.