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So yeah, I'm going home tomorrow. I'm taking the plane at 9 a.m. (which means...? Yeah! I have to get up at five o'clock in the morning, yay for me!).

It's pretty weird, I haven't really realized it. It's not like Christmas, or the classes-off week after exmas. It has come quite unexpected and now I'm trying to tell myself that tomorrow I'll be in the North again, that I have to take a bloody plane and that I'll be again at home for a week more or less. I'm quite excited, though I may not put it well across. I'm varnishing my nails.

♪: ameno - era