See you miserable kong town, I'm headed back to Europe where the weather's so much cooler and mosquitoes do not exist. Back to life on my own without all the family drama and smothering. I don't think I've ever been this madly excited to go back. And for the first time, it seems like I've got most things going for me.

One fairly bearable weight, luggage and one bagpack, a priority pass to get me through the long, painful immigration faaassssttt and of course, then comes the worst bit - the journey back to chatham. Long, tiring and fighting against the London rush hour crowd. Fun, fun times. But for the most part, I don't think really anything's going to put a downer on my mood tomorrow. 

And as you can guess, that isn't even the best bit. The best bit is after my trip back to lovely chatham, it's straight to unpacking and packing my other bag and popping off to Gatwick Airport to catch a 1540 flight to Germany. 

I can't believe it's finally happening! After 82 days apart, I'm finally finally going back to see you, and it won't be through a stupid laptop screen. We'd be able to talk normally and not have to worry about laggy connections or frozen screens and I'd finally be able to touch the physical you. I'm going so crazy because I'm so fucking happy I can't believe that it's finally the end of my miserable summer in Hong Kong and the start of my proper holiday in Europe. 

There are no words to decribe how happy I am. So happy that I'm literally sat by the stairs now, leaned up against a wall, typing away at the screen when there are so many other things that I need to get done today, like packing, envelope making, final stuff, hair, nails, but i'm just so freaking excited I need to type this out before I go absolutely crazy. Even all these things I have to do doesn't seem too bad, lots to do means lots of time will fly by and then it'd be night again (mind you, I did just get up about an hour ago) and then when I wake up tomorrow noon, boom, it's time to leave to the airport. 

If I was alone and if the rooftop wasn't so far away, or if it wasn't crazy hot upstairs, I would actually, scream my lungs out just because of how excited and happy I am right now. In 1 day and 1 hour, I'd be on the plane back to London! 

Germany, here I come. See you in 2 days.