I don't know if this country is going to let me out alive. If it does, I will be on a plane tomorrow morning at eleven a.m., and back home a day and half later. Until then I'll continue to go crazy getting everything ready. This whole ending process is rather anticlimactic, and I hate to say it, but I'm just ready for it to be over. No big ordeals necessary, no massive emotional flourishes. I've said my goodbyes and I've packed my bags. I've eaten my last meal (fried rice, boring), and I've taken my final pictures. So I guess that's it. Study abroad you say? Well it's done.