Wow

So today I had my consulate visit, I'm pretty sure it went well and that I'll be getting my passport/visa in the next couple of days. After the interview I was so happy I felt like I was going to cry (obviously I didn't because a healthy expression of emotions is not how I do) now 11 hours later it has kind of all hit me. This is actually happening. I've been talking and thinking about this since my first semester of uni and now it's a real thing that is going to happen.

And now I'm kind of terrified.

I mean, it's not that I haven't been away from my family/friends/Australia for extended periods of time. The first summer was 6 months (with a tinge of homesickness/loneliness not hitting until the last couple of weeks), the second and third were both about 5 months and normally I'm 4 hours away from my parents and only really see them (or just mum) when we have footy matches. But all of that time away was holidays, I knew I was coming back. I had a date and I knew that it would end and even though I was planning to go back, it still finished.

This time, I have a one way ticket. I don't have a plan for once my 14 months is up, heck I don't even have a plan for the 14 months. I have general ideas but I'm basically just winging it. Plus there's the fact that I have way less money saved then would make me feel comfortable. This is scary. Really scary.

And that in itself is exciting. I think I need this. All year I've been saying that things will happen when they're supposed to not when you want them to (I'm sure I stole it from somewhere, someone, a movie that I've never seen) and right now that couldn't be truer. Let's do this.