You know that feeling that you get on your first day at a new school? The one where your stomach is tied up in knots and can't eat because you really don't want to throw up? But yet you're still excited because you finally have the chance to reinvent yourself and be someone totally different than the dweeb you were in high school? You know that feeling?
I hate that feeling.
I'm nervous and scared and, embarrassingly enough, the stress is making me break out... badly.
It doesn't help that family and friends keep introducing scary scenarios designed to freak out any young woman traveling alone in an foreign country. I know they mean well, but let me tell you, the nightmares have been keeping me up later than usual and waking me up before my alarm goes off.
And yet, through all of this, I can't keep the smile off my face. I feel more animated when I talk about my plans and people seem to be genuinely interested in my venture. I imagine the things that I'm going to get to experience for the first time and the people I'm going to meet.
It's weird to be feeling two completely disparate feelings. A sinking feeling fights with the feeling of buoyancy.
Oh well... 2 more days!
Song to pump me up for the trip (I can be so overly dramatic :P), Maybe by Sick Puppies
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