Well, Gwen Stefani, you got it so hideously wrong. Time does not go by 'so slowly'. No. In fact, time is steam rolling by, and I am desperately trying to hold it back. Why is it going so fast? In 20 days time I'll be sat in a hostel room (which I still haven't booked) wondering what hit me. How is it only 20 days away?!
I'm panicking. Sure, I am excited, I'm 'living the dream'! But right now I have a tension headache the size of Mars and a heart that won't quite stop palpitating. Oh and my hands and feet are tingling. Yuck.
Of course, if time is rushing by so quickly now, I dread to think how it will behave when I get settled in. It will probably go by faster, and before I know it, my Erasmus year will be over and I will be facing the horrors of my final year. And the big G. (That's graduation...) Maybe I am getting ahead of myself, but this is what I do; p-a-n-i-c. I'm so very good at it!
Never mind, a hot cup of tea should sort me out. A hot cup of tea laced with whiskey, that is...
-Rae
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