The days are creeping by ever so quickly...

...and I don't feel quite prepared. Maybe it's because I made this decision in haste. Maybe it's because my friends will be in Thailand when I land in Busan and I have to hang out with me, myself, and I during my first few days in South Korea. Maybe it's because I'm terrified of getting on the wrong plane and ending up in North Korea and getting shot to death when I step into the airport in total confusion and horror (it's an awful stereotype of the North.... I'm working on it). What if???

I leave in just a little over 24 hours and, to be quite honest, I don't think it has hit me yet. I haven't packed a thing, I can't find my passport, and I'm not quite sure how to retrieve my plane ticket (my confirmation email was sent to me with the e-ticket instructions written in Korean).

In spite of the what-ifs and my lack of preparation, I have these random spurts of extreme excitedness that come out in the form of hyperactivity. I went leaping and jumping through my parents' kitchen earlier today when the thought of traveling to the other side of the world crossed my mind. It was a joyous occasion (until I stubbed my toe on the leg of a kitchen chair and dropped to the floor in sudden pain).

I'm a ball of excited energy and nervous diarrhea. Beyond that, I have a plethora of other emotions that I'm trying desperately to suppress until I get on the airplane on Thursday morning. If I let myself think of the wonderful people I'm leaving behind and the things I will be missing out on for a year, my head will surely explode. I keep waiting for the tears to come, but I'm terrified of the moment they finally show up. Once they start, it will be hell getting them to stop.