Jetting off to Down Under....

Jetting off reallie soon n I'vt nt packed a single thing yet, sigh....
Packing reallie ranks as one of my least fave things to do, if onli I cud be like Harry Potter n with a swish of my wand, just conjure everything I need to fit pell mell into my trunk, hw cool tt'll be.
I spent much of Sunday in rather a befuddled state, everything felt sorta slow motion n in a dreamy trance-like state to me. Perhaps, I was reallie tired or perhaps cuz everything felt like a dream to me.

Sat was a special day as I took a walk down memory's lane, actually, it felt more like a sprint. A sprint cuz it feels as if a fairy godmother promised me 12 hrs of time bk in the past bt onli 12 hrs. It was basically living in borrowed time. Bt the time will always arrive for one to return to the present, no matter hw difficult it may be to let go. Reality bites n here I am again, bk to the present. Today's a reallie impt day too, I sign my life away today, haha... Long hrs, workin on Sats, chasing after my quota...tt'll be my life frm nw on. Sthg I'm nt quite used to after the stable workin hrs I njoyed previously bt since I've made the decision, I'm determined to follow it through.

Haven't reallie tot of wad I'll do in Melbourne, other den runnin n studying...since my Cuz stays right beside the Victorian market, I guess I'll try honing my cooking skills there. Nvr too late to start, i suppose.... okie, I reallie shud get down to my packing, i suppose...
When I next blog, I shud be right in Down Under...= )