things i still have to do:
-write a letter to my school (ugh)
-find some sensible yet fashionable shoes that will match my pants and allow me to walk comfortably
-maybe? get a second pair of glasses, preferably something funky
-book a hotel in paris, then reims
-get my hair cut
-write in my journal so as not to forget all this.
it's not as hot today, which is a nice break. not that i'm all excited for winter to come, but the heat gets old after a while. at least here we don't have the mugginess like the east coast. when people complain at how sticky it is outside, i say, go spend a summer in maine, then talk to me about sticky. dad and i both agree that we'd rather travel/walk/exercise in the pouring rain than shluff it in the hot, hot sun.
by the way, contrary to some response (mainly from "pops"), i am not totally freaking out about going. i just have moments of freak out, which is entirely different from a general everyday state of freak out. i think this is allowed. people are more like cats than dogs-- most of us do not like change and get all confused and flustered when change is upon us. consider it a hiss, not a hissy fit.