Mummy & Daddy

Finally I plucked up the courage to talk to my parents about leaving... it wasn't that difficult after all. My mum opened her mouth and asked me about what (job) I will be doing there; my dad was speaking to me about my date of departure. Somehow now, I know I'm leaving with a peace of mind. They assume I'm going to get a JOB. I know they are worried, I know they would have prefer me to stay. However, I see it all coming... I feel it. That surge of energy inside me is alive, that adventurous spirit is burning and I know this is what I've to try out.

Things are moving so quickly, I bought a huge backpack (48L still look so big on me), am I that tiny!!! I think its still NOT big enough... ok yes yes, I know you guys think its going to fall over me if its over 50L!! I'm probably too greedy.. or over-confident eh. Time to book my flight ticket as well... yeah I did some research already. I can't bear to leave.. really... but there's more out there waiting for me.

I'm pampering myself too much, rewarding myself with a beach holiday end of the month before I take my wings to london! Ha, I guess I'm living up to the name of a holidaymaker now... but subconsciously, my head is telling me to save more money for survival in that cosmopolitan city.