The countdown begins.
10.
In ten days I leave. I fly away to foreign lands. Where I can't speak the language. I'm not ready to go yet; I haven't packed or bought thermals. It will be cold.
Germany. Austria. Italy. France. Home.
Upsetting: I'm going to miss christmas, my family and friends, new years, getting my IB results and boxing day sales.
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