Fuel for thought.

So I booked my flights. I'm going to be gone from June 15th - November 29th. 5.5 months, It keeps getting longer and longer each time.. I'm working my freaking ass off right now trying to get there, sometimes its really difficult to see the illumination at the end of the tunnel. Something that you know you're working so hard towards, but you get so lost in the dark. I know what its for, but when i bring my head up for a breathe of air, it's just so hard.

I'm so glad I've given myself something to work towards because I know I need to do it.
I'm a strange creature, I've come to realise as of late, that the main reason i do things, is because I'm DYING to do them. And then when i'm actually there experiencing it, i take it for granted, absolutely. And i do it because i don't want to say i had the opportunity and didn't take it, or did make the opportunity for myself. And other things that I'm amazed people do, and I'm jealous and happy for them and all that, i know if i was doing them, I'd just be like, yeah this is life, so what? hahaha.

I'm so fucking ridiculously excited about camp, I miss everyone sooo much. And i'm going to spontaneously com-bust when i see them.

57 days & counting.

eeeek.