Today is a big day. My little sister is graduating, and then afterwards I am jetting off to San Jose for that sheblogging shindig.
SO. EXCITED.
I have travelled more than the average bear, but I still feel so grown up and important when I get to take an airplane. I will check in at the counter like it’s no big whoop. Then I’ll get a coffee and find a seat at my gate. I will flip open a magazine with deliberate nonchalance and take distracted sips of my latte, but inside I will be going, “YIPPEEEE! I AM ON AN ADVENTURE! I’VE GOT A NEW OUTFIT ON! AND A NEATLY PACKED CARRYON! WEEEEE!”
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I’m trying not to have any expectations. I am going alone, and have only lose plans* to meet Whinger. I’m not too worried about it, though. Talking to strangers is fun!
In a perfect world, I would get to meet or atleast gaze upon these fantastic women:
I wonder what everyone will be like? OOoooooooh!
SO. EXCITED.
* I wish these were less loose, but I don’t want to freak her out. Whinger, if you’re reading this, YOU ARE MY ONLY FRIEND. But I promise I am not crazy. heh heh.
