WARNING - Soppy post coming up.

This has been a week of lasts. Last shift at work, last day at choir, last weekend at home and last time I'm going to see my beautiful friends and family for three whole months.
I can't pretend that I got emotional leaving work seeing as I'm going back when I get home and as much as I enjoy my job, it's not exactly my favourite place to be in the whole wide world.
Leaving choir though was weirdly emotional. I've been there since I was nine years old and as soppy as it sounds, everyone there has always been reeeeeally supportive and lovely for the past 9 years so it kind of sucked to have to say goodbye. The worst by far though was having to say goodbye to my friends.

We had a party on Sunday so that I could get everyone together for one last time before I leave and as lovely as it was it was one of the oddest days I've had in a long time. I just felt like I couldn't sit still for too long because I wanted to spend as much time with every person as I could and that is not an easy thing to do!
The whole day did make me feel ridiculously grateful that I have all these amazing people around me who want me to be safe and happy.

Me and Lynda having a cuddle

Now, my Mum was in charge of the camera and she is by no means a photography whizz so there aren't pictures of everyone and most of them aren't great quality so I apologise.

I want to say a massive thank you to Lynda first of all who has been amazing in the run-up to going away. While some people have been very wary of my little jaunt to India (you can see them begin to panic as soon as you say "2 months in India"), Lynda has always thought it was an amazing idea (she's my kind of woman) so, thank you Lynda, for making me just that little bit less terrified.








The next massive thank you is to my best friends in the whole entire world. I really wish there was a better picture of the four of us but never mind. Laura AKA Stafford, Annabel and Jenny actually managed to make me cry on Sunday which, if you know me, is a very impressive achievement. Seriously.
I didn't cry at E.T. Or P.S. I love you. I'm going to miss them all sosososo much and I just hope that they still love me when I come home with a Gap Yah accent and want to tell travelling stories every five minutes.
Also, an extra thank you to Jenny for the very pretty cake she baked me, even if it was just because she was bored.

The last huge thank you is to my family: Mum, Dad, Jess and Nanna. I don't even want to think about how much of an emotional wreck I'm going to be when I have to say bye to Mum, Dad and Jess at the airport on Sunday. I am not normally a homesick person but seeing as I've been at home pretty much solidly over the past 6 months, I think going from seeing them every day to not seeing them for 3 months is going to suck. They've all been super-supportive and I literally couldn't have got myself to do this without them, even if Mum did once say that she was worried that I'd get drowned in a bath of sand.
I know they're reading this so THANK YOU. I promise I'll try not to terrify you by not phoning for a month and I promise that if I decide to start a new life as a Bollywood film star, I'll let you know first.

There are so many more people I want to say thank you too and that I'll miss so much that I'll probably be a pain to live with for a bit but I can't name them all here because you'll get bored. I hope though, that the people who mean to most to me, who I haven't mentioned by name, know who they are and know that I wish I could take them all with me.

Sorry if you vomited half way through this but it needed to be done. If you've got this far, then I appreciate it and I'll be seeing you soon.