Hullo,

29 days, eh? Wow. I’m really looking forward to this trip now. For a large amount of time I’ll not need to do ANYTHING I don’t enjoy, which is making me wish these days shoot past as quickly as possible. It’s going to be about having fun, having time to chill, occasionally being scared (bungee jumping in Queenstown, anyone?) and not worrying.

Remember how things were in those first few weeks of Uni? Well, I’m suspecting this is going to be like that. Just without the coursework. *

Of course, I’m going to miss people terribly (as in “a lot”, not as in burning down towns because I miss people) but that hasn’t hit me yet (I’m sure it will) and with only 16 working days left, I can’t help but feel *very* excited.

That’s why I’m spending today sitting around the house watching dull telly, ripping CDs and chatting on IRC. Just to calm me down.

It’s not because noone wants to do anything with me this afternoon.

No.

What? Don’t laugh at me, damn it. Just cos you have friends :-)

Here’s a photo (taken without a viewfinder of course) to help you picture the UTTER HILARITY of my afternoon:

Ronan Keating was right. Life is a rollercoaster.

Toodles,

Pat

* Which, of course, I’d always do as a priority whilst at Uni. **

** What?