July 30th, 2005

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I really don't know what I feel these days.

One half of me is dead scared. Gonna be alone on my own in another country for the first time. I'd have to exercise great discipline as I DO NOT want to fuck this great opportunity up. And I'm scared that I won't be able to. I'm also scared of missing my family and friends. I've always been the kid that's always 'around'. Not really noticed, not really appreciated, but it was less scary that way.

Yet I am excited. Excited to see this wonderful state, excited to see a country I've not seen in 10 years, and excited to meet my American friends. So, so torn... and the day is drawing near...