In related news, I leave this Sunday. It has come, finally. Its a little weird, I didn't think I'd go...I mean a few months ago a friend and I went to the meeting to kill time, and now we're both going. The flight leaves at 6:30p.m. Sunday and I arrive in Paris at 10:30-11:00 a.m. Monday, then we wait until 4:00p.m. and take another flight to Florence, and arrive around 7:00p.m. That's 24 hours, more or less....far too much time in and around planes.
I feel so under prepared, I feel like I'm not packing enough. Clothing is one thing, what I mean is everything else. I don't want to pack too much, cause I can get things there. We'll see how things turn out, I have a really heavy load while I'm there; 5 classes and the newspaper....what have I gotten in to?
Oh, and I've convinced my mom to get me a cell phone to use there. I was going to take mine and convert everything needed to be able to work in Europe, but she wont have it. So I've convinced her in letting me rent a cell phone and use it there to call home, blah blah blah.
I'm excited, and anxious. I've been there before, but its different now. I'll be turning 19 there, holy shit...I'm getting all these emotions rolled into one and its making me feel sick.
I'll be writing here periodically, not that anyone actually reads my crap. I'll post pictures and write about how much fun I'm having and you're not.