A taxi is picking me up in 25 minutes and I am going to be on my way home. I am going to try and document my journey, even though it's not as exciting as my backpacking days through Central America. I'll try and make it interesting for all of you.

I wasn't very consistent with the exercise this week, and I am feeling a little bad. Thing is, I had a really really long night on Tuesday and I am now on "I need sleep mode or I might faint". I think I might crash in the bus. I still have goals, and I don't want to put them aside, but it's hard when you are doing so many things to focus on weight loss. Truth is, I'd rather not focus on it, but I know that in the long run, if I don't lose those extra pounds now, they might just stay there forever. So, they need to go. 5 pounds are gone. 15 more to lose. It's going to happen.

What else? I know I haven't been very informative on here recently. There are so many things I want to write about, but I can't. I'd like to write about someone, about what I am going to do on October 4th at 9AM  in Montreal City, about how the book is a bigger deal than I thought, about how I am kind of petrified for Hungary, but also insanely excited... About so many things, but they are too early to talk about. When the time comes, you'll know all about it.

Okay, time to go. In 7 hours I'll get to hug my mom. I'm happy.