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At 4.40 tomorrow morning a cab will come to my house to take me to the airport. Yes, I'm pissed off that I have to be up that early, but I'm also nervous. It's the first time I'm going away with just my parents. No Helen, no family friends, just me, my mum and my dad.
Everyone's been telling me that it'll be fine, bring some books, go swimming, get a tan, but part of me is just dreading the whole trip and I can't figure out why.
I guess there's only one way to find out what's going to happen and that's to go to bed and get on that plane... only time will tell. Wish me luck interwebs, I'll try to keep you updated
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