Is it the big G's way of punishing me for my indecisiveness and utter stupidity!!! (or maybe it's his way of telling me...NO don't go!) Fuck. Cannot live with the price I just paid for the ticket to Belgium. It's like a massive kick - wake up from your fucking inertia! :(

On a side note, I emailed ex-housemates about the trip and they're all so nice and willing to accommodate me despite busy schedules!
Thank you, thank you. And also to Dad for being so supportive.