6 days....

This last week has been....hard....Saying goodbye to everyone was and is sad. Who knew how important all of these people had become to me. I think I'll be able to stay in touch with them but its sad. I feel like I'm getting ready to leave my life and move to a completely new one. Nothing in the US feels familiar anymore, and though I talk about things like root beer and taco bell, I don't really remember or want them. I miss my family and my friends, and yet I feel like I don't know any of them anymore. Its only been 9 months, and its only felt like 1 but thinking about going back is just strange. Part of me is excited, part of me is scared, and part of me is sad. I've met some amazing people that I may or may not ever see again. I've learned the culture and the money, and the speech. I'm used to the foods the flavours and the spellings. I don't notice the accent on the British only on Americans.

I can't believe I only have 6 days left. Its very surreal and very scary. It hit me the other day that when I get back there won't be sheep everywhere and I won't be a 3 hour train ride from Scotland and London. I didn't think I had changed much, but now I am starting to feel it. i can't describe how I feel, just that its strange.

Tonight I went to dinner with Jenna, Dave, Joe and Caitlin, we went to weatherspoons. of course. and then walked around the castle for awhile. It was a nice night. We've all hung out a lot this last week. which just makes everything harder.

Last week Carolin left. We got to spend some time on the field before she left and had dinner. And then I went to the train station with her.

Magda and I got Chinese and went shopping on Saturday. We bought out Boots on little green lunch bags. The cashier thought we were crazy, and well, we are.

My last exam is on Saturday. Its going to be 35 min long. Then I pack and head to the airport in the afternoon on Sunday. Its not long now. If I blink I may miss it.

I'm next to leave.