Where are you going? The World.

So, in less than 36 hours I will begin my great adventure of the world. Honestly, I'm scared and I'm not so sure what I've gotten myself into. I've been saying good-bye to people over the past couple days, that has sucked. Right now I'm just telling myself I'll be home my Christmas because then I don't have to think about not being able to see everyone at that time. The worst part is having to sit and pack for five months, knowing that you have a 44 lbs. weight limit and everything you see before you is the only stuff you'll have to wear along the way. I was going to get another pair of jeans before I left. Oh well. I am very bad at packing for five months. But at least all the important things (passport, birth certificate, baby powder) are taken care of. If only I could eliminate another pair of shoes, but I really don't foresee that occurring...