The Stress of Leaving

For the past week, I've been having nightmares about leaving! One night, I dreamt that I couldn't get a taxi to the airport on time. Another night, I had some weird dream that had something to do with rail passes (been so stressed about deciding whether or not and which passes to get for the past few days). I think the stress of it all is just that much that its invading my subconsiousness.

Besides that, packing is a NIGHTMARE itself. I've got all my clothes in my luggage and its already touching 30kg, which is the max. Any more excess weight, I'll have to pay $50-60/kg! I don't understand how the others aren't even near that yet. I've got my bedding (pillow, blanket, sheets), winter clothes (which are a bloody lot! haha) and normal clothes in the luggage now. I think I'm overpacking. Need to lessen the load. But I can't leave anything out! I'm already not bringing my beloved kettle. Plus, I still need to bring my electronics and chargers and stuff, as well as my toiletries (I've decided to just get travel sizes just to last me the first couple of days). And I also wanna bring over some bak-kwa and ba-hu. Those would probably weigh another 2kg or so. Argh! *pulls hair out* Why can't they just let us bring as many things we like!

About a week now, and I'll be off! Can't wait but can't bear to leave either. Mixed emotions.. Life!