Countdown: 6 days till Melbourne
I started thinking of this yesterday, that my time is really running short and that I have less than a week.Am I excited? Hell, no, not yet. I’m just panicky.
Which is my fault because I have incomplete work, that I must endeavour finishing before I leave on that jet plane.
Are my bags packed? Hell, no. I think I’ll only work on it next Tuesday.
Because I cannot afford to leave the mess undone in the study room, till that’s clear, I can’t clear clothes for the luggage.
Have I said goodbye to all my friends? Hell, no. I haven’t seen most, and the most regretful part is that I haven’t seen my beloveds.
One's still in Kabul, one might or might not be able to meet me this Sunday, one is not free. That’s the only thing that I hate myself for. Due to my inefficient packing methods and poor time management, I had to cancel a dinner with one of my beloveds…
I haven’t even seen my father in Ipoh - one more time. Which I’m going to do on Monday. Alas, I will only be able to spend one day with him. Maybe only one night. I have to be back on Tuesday to pack my luggage after all.
Am I excited?
If I stopped my chaotic mind for awhile and sat down and thought about it… YES!!! This time, next week, I would be in Melbourne!! Doing god-knows-what but I know I’ll probably be dazed with the realization that I’m free there!
Of course, I have to come down from the clouds and euphoria because my mom is still having that cold war with me… which will probably last until the morning I leave for the airport, if so, I’m not the least bit surprised. And right now, I’m immune to any feelings about this. *shrug* Can't do anything about it... that's why I'm leaving the country in the first place.
Now tomorrow, by hook or by crook, I have to finish the articles………………one thing’s for certain, I’m glad that there are no more books around to distract me….. … Thank god! I put them all at my best friend’s place!!
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