SO excited!!!

Wow today I'm just on fire with excitement! Can't wait to go to Chiyna (sic lol). So finally the email has arrived: "yor documintz iz heer." That means that even though our teachers finally decided to send us the faxed copies of the documents as a last-ditch remedy, now there is no worry, as the real things are winging their way(s?) to us right now. Recorded delivery of course to prevent postal injury.
Even aside the amazingness of knowing that the visa should now be slightly more straight-forward, I'd be happy today anyway. Walking along merrily in the rain, thinking a visa-stress-inspired thought: 'ugh, I hate this weather. And I hate England, but I'm not looking forward to going to China either. Why would anybody want to go to bloody China?' Then I stopped in my tracks. (Not literally, as the guy walking his dog behind me might not have been too impressed.) So. I FIGURATIVELY stopped in my tracks. You see, there are two things which are stopping me from getting all excited about China. Firstly is the obvious stress over getting there, fulfilling their entry requirements, getting a visa, getting accommodation, getting to Ürümqi itself etc. Following today's email this stress is slightly dissipating, but I'm not relaxing until I'm holding that visa IN MY HAND. Probably won't relax then either, let's face it.
Then secondly is leaving Chris :. ( I'm entitled to get soppy at some point, y'know! It's really going to be horrible. I'm sure we'll get through it because we've known for months that this is going to happen and we are prepared to be away from each other for a long time. Also I spend a fair amount of time 200-odd miles away from him in Newcastle anyway, while he stays here in beautiful Walsall, so we do spend a large proportion of our time apart and so we know to keep in touch and keep smiling : )
However... a whole year! He's coming to visit me roughly halfway through the year so that's like six months and six months, which makes it a little better, but I can guarantee hysteria when I have to leave him and fly away.
But I have to cope, otherwise I'll spend my year, as my aunt put it, wishing it away. And to be honest, depressing though all that is, this is my once-in-a-lifetime chance, and I'm going to make the best and most of it as much as I can.
I'd quote that special saying 'absence makes the heart grow fonder'... but really I don't think it could get any fonderer.
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Hmm, I digressed. So those were my two stresses and now I've decided I must make a conscious effort to not let them ruin it for me, and not hinder my excitable suspense. I'm sure Chris would rather I be happy and excited than depressed over the whole thing. [May have to check this is actually true lol.] And in my track-stopping I thought again: WHY would I want to go to China?? Erm... well because it's amaaaazing, perchance? A sudden flash of images went through my head: firecrackers, and lion dancers, rickshaws and ricketty bicycles and banana boats, giant metropolises (metropoli?), lakes and mountains, neon characters flashing and little dudes with those big umbrella hats (what ARE they called??), kyoot Chiyneez babies and chopsticks... well the list goes on. I admit in that split second my unconscious brain was being a little stereotypical, but still, in those rapid-fire vignettes, my excitedness came back.
The icing on the cake was watching a lovely programme today "Addicted to cheap shopping". Highbrow viewing indeed. Y'all won't believe me, but my immediate instinct was that there'd be some reference to China in a programme about cheap production. And right I was. The presenter's hideous pronunciation aside, this was an articulate and interesting programme, which included some contribution from my new hero, James Kynge. I've owned his book China Shakes the World: The Rise of a Hungry Nation for a while now and it's really interesting. The best informative but easy-to-read book on the Chinese economy I've found yet (not that I've really been looking, to be fair). I'm on my third read-through of it. Now, as so much of this programme was about China, they popped over there and filmed about 70% of it there too. Cue excitement-drool from Xi Han. I'm positively ready to illegally emigrate to wee China.
Feels nice to be thinking this way. Would that it not change.