Mood:
I'm all packed to go home. My seven-hour flight leaves tomorrow morning... god I hate planes. If there's anything that scares me more than falling I haven't found it, and if anything goes wrong on a plane you fall for a long, long time. Now that I'm on the ground I'm not nearly as paranoid, but we'll see how I feel once we're a billion feet above the ground.
I wish that I could be scared of spiders or something like that. Then I wouldn't miss out on all the fun my friends supposedly have at canada's wonderland.