im not one of those, who can easily hide...
mmmm thankyou fat man with the twitchy beard from moulin rouge and mr elton john for those inspiring words...
it is a little funny tho, this feeling that i have in the pit of my stomach... its there in the morning and it gets stronger in the day the more i try to push it aside and forget about it... at night time tho its dam near impossible to do anything about it as it feels like its creeping up out of my stomach like liquid, pouring out of my tummy through my chest up and down my legs and arms and up my neck into my head and makes my cheeks hurt from smiling.... what the hell am i talking about you ask...? mmmm.... excitement :)
its a matter of weeks... (well about 13 but u know what i mean) until i embark on what is, cliched as it sounds - the biggest adventure of my life so far... the mere thought of picking up what little (HA!!) i own, shoving it all into a bag and plodding off over the other side of the world for a few years, absolutely terrifies and excites me more then just about anything!! i am so god dam bloody exited its all i can think about...
yes yes, of course im exited to see the boy (its been 5 months now *sigh* ) but there are million and one other things that i cant stop thinking about either... i start to think about thailand and what is going to be like riding elephants and rafting through ancient caves and eating REAL thai food (crazy i know) and bathing on white beaches with lagoons in front of me all by myslef... i imagine what its going to be like in london... with Buckingham palace and big ben and the tuuuuuube (that last one was sarcastic) and all the other historical things that our motherland has to offer and exploring them and seeing michael and mark and ryan and jules and michelle and jude and lara and al the others....
i imagine skiing in france and visiting paul and anna and alice in a chateau in neice, experiencing real wine and breathtaking cheeses.... and seeing natalie and her man in paris... a-wee wee ahaha
i imagine going to a coffee shop and smoking a shitload (sorry mum!) of weed with all my friends in holland... seeing mona and jeroen and paul and the other crazy dutchies!!
i imagine going to sweden GOD BLESS SWEDEN and seeing TEAM SWEDEN *yay* my anna-banana, sandra1 and sandra2, isabelle, louise, anna s, gorgeous helene, heidi and maria, per PER ahahaha, elin, joakim (even tho he is in norway but he is coming back) malin, crazy marcus, o god there are so many swedes im sorry guys if i missed you... we are going to party like its 19-99 in sweden o hell yeah!! and have lingemberry jam ahahaha
i imagine going to denmark and seeing my line and her man!! and flemming and rach if they are still there if not then i will see them in london!! carsten and his little flat, and see my best friend, my soulmate (tine)'s wonderful family.....
i imagine going down to germany and seeing toby and michael and the gorgeous steffi!! and all the bloody others.....!! hehe
and how can i forget hayley and davie in scotland? or mario in italy? or raul in spain? or my family in spain for that matter (if there is any...) o and eoin in ireland... and kurt and maria in norway? and bete in finland...?
and what about the special trip that i am taking to russia.......... to st petersberg (ie lennigrad) to visit nevsky prospekt... and the summer garden and the field of mars and live the bronze horseman out...
*sigh*
this all of this and so so much more is what is making that feeling inside grow day by day... it infiltrates my thoughts, my actions my being my everything... i love everyone here in aus so so much, my family, my friends my life right now....
but im so so ready to embark on my next big adventure...
til next time.... remember this little classic from virginia wolf - for most of history, Anonymous was a woman :)
ill try not 2 leave it so long next time....
mwa xxx
