*nervous chuckle*

Remember that last post? That one, down there?

Remember the excitement?

It has now been replaced with anxiety.

It all started when my grandma asked me if I was still going to be able to text everyone here in America while I'm in England. I answered no, that I will be getting a phone to use while I'm there in order to call the people I'm with and I won't be using my current phone at all. I've always known the answer to this question. No texting people in America. Yeah....I didn't really think about it until today.

No texting anyone. No texting Mom. No texting best friend. None. No texting for three months.

This is not a huge deal. Frankly, it's kind of sad that I'm upset about this. I could really go off on a tangent about how ridiculously technologically dependent my generation is, but that's not what I want to talk about.

I don't know why thinking about this upset me. Yet it did. And that one thought cascaded into a whole list of things to worry about.

I have two and a half weeks left. On one hand, that sounds like a long time. On the other hand...not so much. Not when I have a long list of things to do that I won't bore you by typing out here. Yet it will all get done. Duh. Of course it will. Everything will get done in perfect timing.

Two of my best friends leave in two days to study abroad in Dublin, Ireland.

Two days??? No thank you. I'll take my two weeks instead. I'm not nearly ready.

I wonder if I can text THEM while I'm in London....

Hurry up, September

I'm getting excited.

Last week I saw the movie Eat, Pray, Love. Usually, upon viewing a movie like this one, filled with travel to exotic and far off lands, I would feel wistful, just wishing that I could do the same. This time things were different. During one section of the movie, Julia Roberts' character spends four months in Rome. Eating. That's it. Ah, to have such a life! If anything could intensify my desire to be in Europe right this very second, this movie did it. I had to keep reminding myself that I am actually going to go to Rome! At least for a few days. My dream is slowly, but surely, becoming a reality.

Tonight, I read a bit in the travel books that I own about England and Western Europe. I figured out where my dorm and school are located in reference to the Underground. I even figured out the tube route I'll need to take to get to classes. 3 points for me.

Also, let's take a minute to talk about this picture...

If you were to walk out the front door of my dorm building, this is what you would see.

Am I the only one who just giggles at the sight of this? Probably.

I hope that's a coffee shop on the corner.

Eeeeekkkkk!!!!

One month.

One month until I board a plane by myself and fly to London.

One month until my semester begins.

One month until I arrive in the city that I have wanted to visit my entire life.

One month until the adventure begins.

On an unrelated note....132 days until Christmas.

Texas heat is gross

I think the title of this post says it all.

It is currently 102 degrees at 7:17pm. This is not ok, folks.

I looked up the weather in London. It's 55 degrees and raining. That sounds like heaven.

34 days to go.