Is this real life?

OH GOD THIS IS SO FUCKING INCREDIBLE.

I AM MOVING TO ICELAND.

SERIOUSLY.

I am partially worried though that I won’t be able to leave. And that would mean throwing away a University place. At a relatively decent Uni.

BUT ICELAND.

If you haven’t been you won’t understand but that place is like QUICKSAND. It just draws you in.

Christ.

Everything is just great.

Well, not quite everything.

I need a hot Icelandic boyfriend. And I didn’t see any hot Icelandic men when I was there. But they must be somewhere, right? RIGHT?

Got a lot to do before I go though. Meet Tone (my wonderful Norwegian penpal who’s going to live, ironically now that I’m leaving, in Reading – the town that I’m leaving), meet up with Kazuko (a Japanese girl I met on the camp who is near Torbay for a few weeks), meet up with Mo when he comes back to the UK (Mo’s the most English German bloke I have ever met) and maybe scuttle off to see my family in Inverness for a few days.

And then, Thule.

:D

I’m so happy.