Last minute rush!

There are now ten days before I will be on a plane, leaving England for ten months. I just typed that sentence then sat and stared at it for a good five minutes - I think. I wasn't really timing myself, because my mind may have gone into a form of meltdown known as 'pure terror on realisation of the imminent approach of the most adventurous and most nerve-wracking thing I have ever been stupid enough to sign up for, and I sign up for a lot of stupid things'.

On reflection, that feeling should probably have a shorter name. Now, if I was terrible dull/conformist/normal, I would just refer to it as 'nerves'. Ha! If I were slightly more dramatic (also known as 'cool'), I might refer to it as 'fear'.

I think I will call it fearror. Because why say 'fear', when you can combine it with a more dramatic synonym (terror) to make a much more descriptive portmanteau.

If I'm being honest, I shouldn't really have any reason to be feeling so much fearror. I have my visa. I have my ticket. My suitcase is almost completely packed! Which is fairly weird for me, being one of those people who packs when the parents are loading the car and yelling for me to hurry up or we'll miss the boat/plane/spaceship. But no! I have been prepared! Packed two weeks early! I am more prepared for this than I have been for, I think anything, ever.

Maybe that's the problem. By putting things off, I normally manage to escape thinking about it all until the last minute, whereas now, I've had months of having to actually prepare and think of more and more things that could go wrong.

Now that everything's practically ready, I have ten days to totally forget that I'm going to try and lessen the fearror. Yes. That is most definitely the best option now.

Land of the Rising Sun.

So, I'm going to Japan soon. People who know me well will be aware that I study Japanese at university in London. People who don't know me and managed to magically find this via some interesting google search (like my caterpillar post and the rock paper scissors one) will probably not care, although they will have provided me with the entertaining thought of them somehow being directed to this post. Anyways, a part of the course is a year studying in Japan. That year is fast approaching. That means I may actually write blogs more frequently, what with the whole 'I will actually have stuff to write about' thing.

So yeah, ten months in Tokyo, studying in the International Christian University. It's going to be awesome. And possibly terrifying/exhausting. But still, awesome.

Ooh! So pretty! ICU has 150 wooded acres as part of the campus!

Good news includes my camera being fixed, so I will be able to post a photo or two (which I will actually take myself, unlike the photo above). Bad news includes my best friend not going with me, so I will have to find my way around by myself until I make new friends.

I would write more now, but there's really nothing much more to say. More interesting posts will follow, no doubt dealing with my visa traumas, me getting lost in Tokyo with all my luggage on the way to the university, and adventures such as trying to pass as a tourist so people don't realise I can technically speak Japanese and ask me awkward questions. There may also be pretty pictures.