it's getting closer...

Two weeks today I will be on a plane to London. I am so nervous about it and grow more so the closer the day comes. It's a weird combination of "omg England", "omg I can't believe I'm doing this", and the fact that I'm going on my own. (Therefore, anything that goes wrong is my fault.) My mother has mentioned a number of times that she couldn't do it. (Mind, she had trouble staying home alone when we went to Europe last year. That woman cannot be left by herself.) A number of my parents' friends have also marvelled that I would go alone, saying that they couldn't.

Good thing I'm not them, I guess.

My biggest worry, at present, is just finding a place to live once I'm there. Past that, I'll be fine.