Leaving On a Jet Plane
Okay, so I'm leaving for a two-week trip in about three hours. I feel like I'm never coming back or something. I've said goodbye to so many people. It's as if this is the last time I'm ever going to see them again. I hope I'm coming back. I mean, if this ends up like Lost and the plane goes down, I still believe that it's very unlikely that I survive the initial splitting into threes that the plane goes through in the air. Oh god! Morbid much? So sorry! I'm going to have an awesome time in Japan and I will have a normal, boring plane ride there and back again.
And now that I've unintentionally referenced Lord of the Rings (and Daughtry, apparently), I think it's safe to say that I need to finish up packing. Love you all, whoever is reading this!
And now that I've unintentionally referenced Lord of the Rings (and Daughtry, apparently), I think it's safe to say that I need to finish up packing. Love you all, whoever is reading this!