Less than 24 Hours

I have less than a day to relish America. Contrary to many people I know, I actually like America. America is a great country. Still, I won't be too disappointed to take a break from America. It's like any relationship...once in a while, both parties need some time away from each other before they start shooting each other with crossbows.

Yeah. Crossbows.

Soooooo, anyway...Yeah, less than a day. And I'll be gone for...four months?? It's hard to believe. I'm kind of freaking out, which I rarely do about travel. I don't even have to worry about layovers and making connections. Easiest transatlantic trip I'll ever take in my life. My irrational womanly traits are getting the best of me. Thanks, mom <3

To make it quite perfectly clear for those friends of mine who still are oblivious:I'm studying abroad in Barcelona, Spain this semester. Honestly, I don't know how this message hasn't been relayed to everyone on the continent, with Facebook dishing out my deepest, darkest secrets without discretion. (aww yeah, alliteration, yeah)

Also, I was informed by Patty that our dorm room is segregated from the rest of the Clemson Clan...oh dear. This means I actually have to be social and meet new people. Crap. (PATTY I'M COUNTING ON YOU TO BRING OUT THE BEST IN ME) <==She's my other half ^.^

Now I must go and put the finishing touches on my packing (a.k.a. download 1000s of new songs to my iPod). In the meantime, Europe, I give you fair warning: All your continent are belong to us.

<3