Leaving New Zealand was one of the scariest, biggest things i have ever done. I don’t think the reality of it really hit until i was on the plane. Before that it was just excitement. I was scarred, afraid excited, alone in its entirety. I started to cry for what i had left behind and for what was about to come. After ten hours of Movies, Lots of music even more food, Views across Austrailas dry land and an island that look like it was floating in the clouds, i had arrived to singapoore. Tired, and sore i new i still had to face yet another flight only this one longer and was destination bound. Lucky for me i managed to get front eccomany seats so had a bit of room, and went to sleep, as
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