It never fails to amaze me about how you can wake up expecting one thing to happen and spend the rest of your day doing something that you had never planned on.
It also never fails to amaze me at how retarded I am. I thought I had learnt from last time that I booked flights wrongly that I would be pedantic in checking when and where I would be going. Oh how wrong I was.
Sunday night I booked flights to Wellington for JulyCo which goes 2nd-6th of July, so naturally I book flights for 1st of July. Normal right? NO!
So this morning I get a text message from JetStar saying that I should arrive at the airport an hour early, I thought this was odd, seeing as I was meant to be leaving tomorrow, so I check my flight… WRONG NOVIA! WRONG, YOU STUPID SHIT! Instead of booking flights for the 1st of July, I booked them for the 30 of June… So. First. I freak out and start yelling, in the process waking Genie up. Ring my parents and try to exercise some sort of damage control. I ring JetStar and to ask if I can change my flights, you can, but not on the day of the flight. So. Parents are telling me I need to book another flight, Andrey is telling me just to fly down today and Genie is trying to calm me down by holding and patting the toy panda that she found in Docie’s room… and all I want to do is stab myself in the head for making another stupid mistake.
So I spent the morning packing my bags and trying in vain to tidy my room. LUCKILY! I have accommodation thanks to Liz who is letting me stay at hers tonight and tomorrow. I imagine a good night, getting tipsy, reminscing about Ukraine 
bonus.
I have learnt 1. Tidy room days before it needs to be tidy, 2. Freaking out doesn’t help anything, 3. ALWAYS HAVE SOMEONE CHECK YOUR FLIGHTS!!!