It's The Final Countdown

With my days in America coming to an end, the stress bar has been lifted almost to the threshold maximum. I have never been so excited in my life, but also never been so scared. I have never done anything like this in my life and I am glad that I have friends and family who are backing me up in my decision on doing this. 

I figured I'd spending my remaining doing things as if everything was normal and nothing was changing. 

• I have my nephew's birthday I am going to.
• Baking about 50-60 cupcakes.
• Making food for almost 60 or more people.
• Cleaning my whole house.
• Doing clean-up yard work.
• Throwing a leaving party.
• Organizing and moving things around my room.
• Organizing my suitcases and carry-on bags.
• Waiting for my tickets and itinerary. 
• Helping my dad and his friend with yard work.
• Packing things away while packing my suitcases.
• Hanging out with friends and family.

It might seem like a lot, but at the same time it might seem like it's not a lot. I can do most of this in a day if I kept it pretty quick and did a good job. The party and making food is for a different day though. So I don't have to worry about that just yet. Everything else is on the agenda for getting done tonight and tomorrow. But I like doing all of these things. It helps keep my mind off of thinking about leaving my family and friends behind. 

Sitting here listening to my music, I wonder about my host family. Will they like me? Will they think that I am strange? What if they don't like me? What do it do to impress them? I can't think of these things... It will make me even more stressed out. And I can't handle the stress I've got as it is. 

As the final countdown begins, I surround myself with everyone that I know I am going to love and miss. I know that when I get there, I will have so much to say, but they're so far away.