January 2009
2 posts
Panic.
So 18 days has turned into 6. My suitcase is still sitting empty in the hallway outside of my room, contributing to my sisters bad mood as she stumbles over it in the dark. My spanish is disintergrating. I spend the days procrastinating - living vicariously through the four of my classmates who are already there.
I’m so going to end up packing the morning before I go..
