Two days until go time

Well, it's exactly two days before I leave and I am nowhere near ready. I mean, Lizzie McGuire practically left right from graduation and hopped a plane to Italy without any packing troubles. How is that possible? Granted, I'm basing my preparation of living in a different country for four months off of a movie from when I was eleven, but STILL. How do I get everything I could possibly need to travel the globe into two suitcases? I should be used to this whole packing-my-life-away thing. I do it every year, but I'm not so good at it. Freshman year the storage company I used told me they had never seen so much stuff from one person. It is safe to say I am done for.
Here's to a Sunday full of packing. My mess-of-a-bedroom (and my mother) will thank me when this is all over.

Except I will be hunched over the wheel stricken with fear (and hair blowing perfectly in my face)