Remember when I used to be insightful?

Well it's that time again, when I'm heading off the Australia to do the dance of education. I'm hoping to bring forward my flight by two days, even though it's already next week. I want to be there! I don't want them to have fun without me! I am selfish and possibly a megalomaniac!

I had a couple of fortune cookies yesterday (I can never have just one fortune cookie. I always take a few, because I'm always trying to catch them telling me that I'll be happy and then sad) and the first one told me that I ought to read more, and the second told me that I ought to face challenges with an open heart.

I am sorry, but this heart is closed for business. Come back in a couple of years when I'm less neurotic and more comfortable with being myself.

I have to pack. I hate packing because there's never enough space and then you have to start being creative about squashing things in their proper places, and everything winds up with creases and holes on the other side of the ocean.

And tonight, my grandmother's birthday. Perhaps I should bake a cake.

I do love me them baking.

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