Tomorrow.

It's finally, finally here. It's funny how it seemed to take forever to get here, and then all of a sudden, I leave tomorrow and I don't know if I'm ready. I think I'm just tired of leaving. I've been leaving for a month, and now I'm just ready to be gone. I'm ready to see things and meet people and fly on airplanes (I love flying).

I think the craziest part of this whole thing is that people are jealous that I get to go and sad that I'm leaving, and yet I think I'm infinitely more jealous of them for getting to stay home, and more sad that they get to stay with their friends and families. I'm scared that when I come back, they will have moved on to more awesome friends, I will just be that girl who left, and I won't know anything about their lives anymore. Granted, the chances of this happening are (hopefully) slim, but it still worries me a little.

But enough pointless melodrama, it's time to start learning how to have a "stiff upper lip" or the Brits will kick me out.

I will miss you all, and I thank my ladies for an awesome night last night (In the Red Lobster PARKING LOT???). You girls are awesome, and I don't know what I'm gonna do without you all.

I promise to post lots of pictures, and indeed, I will be facebooking you ALL THE TIME (You will be sick of me:P).

Love you, and see you in 101 days!!!