To my best friend

Don't be offended that I'm using you as my target reader because I'm sure you are my only viewer. And yes, it does help take away from the awkwardness of me writing my thoughts out loud. Now as you sit there in your dorm room watching season 3 of Weeds again, you'll be able to follow me on my little adventure. I still feel like emailing you would be a lot less awkward. But I already created this damn thing.

I hope you don't mind but I'm taking some of your clothes to France. I've pretty much finished packing or at least sorting what I'd like to bring. If I'm living in Nice, I can assume that the weather will be nice, right? I feel like you'd be rolling your eyes at me or something along those lines so I'm just going to say, "stop that."

Andrew will be accompanying me to Nice and will stay until Tuesday of next week. We plan to hit all the touristy places while he's there like Cannes. It's that film festival place we saw in Entourage. He's excited since he's never been to Europe. We were arguing today about traveling and he said he's been out of the country more than I have. He's gone to Canada like 10 times. Big whoop.

Since I haven't left for this trip yet I don't really have much more to say... and I don't want to be like you and ramble on about lady bugs and neosporin because other people just wouldn't understand.