Pre-Paris

*Sigh*
So here is my blog. It is a nice bloggy blog blog blog. :D It would be lovely if I waited to start until I actually left, however, I'm impatient and can't deal with how bland my blog currently is- thus I need to write SOMETHING.
Hokay, so... I would like to thank Markman for initially giving me the idea to keep such a modern and public collection of memoirs while I am away. And incase he's not reading- or he doesn't recall, he said, "If you have a blog, I'll read it everyday." Everyday is a lot and I don't expect that much dedication. Every once in a blue moon will be acceptable; hopefully I can be dedicated myself and keep it interesting.
Anyway, pre-Paris is going... well. I'm still on Christmas break. Please, don't be jealous, all of my friends are gone or have school themselves, I work long days at Fareway, and I have dial up. On a very honest note: the anticipation has hit its peak. I'm ready to leave. I feel a little bad because I feel SO ready to hit the road, because "Won't you miss your family?" *sigh* I will, but I can't miss them when I'm not gone. :D It will be hard to say goodbye to Lucy. I haven't started packing yet, even though Mum keeps reminding me every 7.5 minutes. I suppose that's what mothers are for.
Currently I'm perched at the library, where there is wireless that I can so easily tune into. The only downfall is they close really early, 5 on weekends and 8 on weekdays. However, I figured out a loop hole- their wireless reaches the Police station, so really... all I have to do is go and hang out there. Xang! I'm getting the feeling that this is getting long winded, even for myself. Chelsea's mom is making a lovely dinner tonight, so I must prepare for that.
Until next time...