Nerves

I'm going to Kununurra tomorrow. I'm going with 5 other journo students and one of our lecturers as a placement to work with an organisation who helps give marketable skills to young indigenous people so they can find employment. We're going to expose them to how media workers work and to teach them the very basics about journalism and some broadcasting. I'll be honest- I'm terrified.

I know next to nothing about Kununurra. I only know one of the other girls well. I have never been to the north of WA. I have never driven on country roads. The next 12 days are going to be filled with things I've never done and at the moment it's 12.30am and I flight out in 12 hours and the tiredness that has sunk in has me feeling a bit numb. I'm dreading waking up tomorrow though and having that immediate hollow feeling in the pit of my stomach.

I applied because I knew I needed to do something like this. I knew I needed to drag myself out of the nice little bubble I've created for myself where everything I write is centred around myself and the things I know. But that doesn't mean it'll be easy or comfortable. I am excited about some parts. Other parts I'm so unsure of myself its a joke. But its done now and I have no idea what to expect. The pillow is looking mighty comforting right about now.

Stay tuned.....