Well, it will be an experience

I'm outta here. To Europe AWAY... Not just yet. A couple more hours. Pretty excited. It is only a holiday, it is with my parents and not really going to the countries I want. But it beats the Australia I have dealt with my whole life. It's not a bad place, but I need a change.

I have to say goodbye to Social Me, won't be seeing any friends for a month. Unless I talk enough to a stranger that social me comes out. Which I doubt, I will be Parent Me. Which is the me I am least proud of. He is a bit of an asshole. Hell, he is a huge asshole, and really argumentative. Not to mention almost aggressively antisocial.

Goodbye to late night me too. Or at least to me expressing him. Unless that blank book I have gets overly tempting. It may...

Goodbye to the internet, and the webcomics, the random facts, the news on the gaming and film industries and the rest of that jazz.

Most sadly though, goodbye to music. I lost my mp3 player. This is the hardest bit. The other things I can easily survive without for a month. But my music? It has become a necessity, I have withdrawal symptoms. Sure, I will have the radio for some parts, and I kind of expect European radio to be better than most of the shite we suffer with here. But I need my music! Going away will be awesome, but coming back to the music will be incredible.

And goodbye to that girl too. As I said before, I leave with every intention of doing something. I doubt I will return with it though (unfortunately). I thought the game would be over, but hell, it could be only just begining.