so i had to flip the calender over today, and i was like "omg, 3 days until i'm on a bus headed to another country to meet strangers for 6 days" which was followed by 'wicked cool' which was followed by 'am i on crack?!"

is it just me, or is anyone else feeling a bit 'WHAT THE FUCK AM I DOING?" i've been to toronto for two weeks, but i stayed with family, so it wasn't an actual out in the world on my own thing. this is, and i'm freaking out a bit.

also, you know what's not helping? that like 2 days ago, a guy on a winnipeg greyhound got stabbed like 50 times then beheaded. 0.0 i quite like my head. my dad phoned my best friends cell to tell me, i was like, that's just fucking great. fucking awesome. it couldn't have waited two weeks until i was back in the city and didn't have to be concerned. i'll repeat: i quite like my head.