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It’s Friday evening and I think I’ve finished packing. Think. Even over packed. Actually, I think it’s mum that makes me over pack. “What about this?” “How ‘bout this?” See! Not me at all. Nope. Also, I have a very large suitcase. Meep. Don’t worry, persephone_20. I have a backpack and I can buy another bag over there when we go places if need be.

So odd. I’m leaving here tomorrow morning. At the moment I’m sort of, well, apathetic. I’m not sure it’s quite sunk in. Yeah, I’m going to Ireland for a year. Right. Goodo.

Yeah, should hit me when I’m standing in the middle of Dublin, completely lost, and clutching a bag to my chest. Oh dear. Hope that doesn’t happen.

I’m only writing this because I’m recording music onto tapes and therefore can’t really leave the room cause they’ll bugger up. Yeah, music on tapes. How very 90’s. I’m being retro. Actually, I’m being cheap, cause I didn’t want to spend all that dosh on a discman and instead got a crappy little walkman from K-Mart. I’m queen of the High Spending.

goma_ness is supposed to be calling about now *watches phone beside her* But then, she said her sis wanted the phone for just a minute. Could be a few hours then, right?

Waaa. I don’t like looking around my room to see it so devoid of, well, me. all my personal stuff is packed away mostly so it’s weird.

phfa: My Slytherin scarf didn’t arrive yet. Pout. Mum will have to post it over after me. It will be a very well travelled scarf by the time it gets to me.

Umm, I don’t know what else to say but I want to keep typing. Well, as I said, I’m waiting for a call so I may as well just type. Now I’m just babbling.

So, Nikki. I shall call you tomorrow- or the next day with the wacky plane schedule- from Galway and go ‘Help me! Foreign country! Lost! Meep!’ and you will probably laugh down the line and run away doing the can-can.

Or something.

Babble. Babble.

I will disappear from the world for a whole 25 hours or something. Oooooo. How mysterious. I’ll be the Mysterious Woman.

Hours Later…

Hello, it’s 1am And I’m dead tired, but I need to write down off the internet things so I’ll have them tomorrow. Meh. Sleepy.

*cannot for the life of her find the bus timetable…*

I shall keep searching.

Aha! Buses!

Anyway, now I will got to sleep. And until I post here next, farewell world!