Becca Dye!

The sister came and went from March 22 to March 30. We spent the weekend in rainy awful Paris and then headed down to a supposed to be sunny but still rainy Aix. We shopped, we hung out, we ate a ton of food, and I'll be home in three months. It was fantastic, of course of course.

In other news, my application for this internship competition thing is not going well. I can't make a single decision on anything, I need to just sit down for two hours, do whatever comes out of my head, and mail it in. In other journalism news, I don't know if I'll be able to go to the SND thing in Stockholm anymore because I've kind of been living in Europe for seven months and I'm broke. I've spent this morning e-mailing sickening sweet e-mails to professors so come October I might get a good letter of recommendation and make it into a decent enough graduate school that will hopefully give me some amount of money to study there. That's a lot of wishing but I haven't failed yet.

So the countdown to Tunisia begins, 18 days left. Last night Amber, Lindsey and I were discussing how to pack and what to take since none of us have ever been on a beach vacation before. It's so silly, we're more excited about visiting our third continent than we are about anything else. Tunisia will also be my fifth country visited which was my goal for this year too.

My friends and I are starting to have the "will we still be friends" and "we're going to miss France" and "life is never going to be the same again" talks. I don't really like having those conversations.