I am getting more and more nervous as the time becomes. Why am I doing this? I have no idea. Someone once told me, "you can never go wrong with travelling!" Who that was, I don't remember; but I am wishing so much that I did remember. A lot of people questioning me, and with it, I end up questioning myself more and more. Looking at a lot of these pictures it reasures me that it's worth it. I am constantly watching "Love Actually". I am so terrified and I feel like I am taking a nose dive with this. Today I went to my grandparents house and they thought so much of it, and I dont understand why I don't think so much of all this. I feel like I am being ungreatful even though I have payed for this trip. I have no idea what I want to do next year, and writing these journals, are weirdly, just that much of a help to get me started.
When I read these stories of people, look at the pictures, it's like working myself up. I know that in 10 months, when I read back on these journals, I will think how crazy I was for being this stressed!
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