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I am moving to Paris y'all. Yes, Paris, France. After many years of dreaming it, I am finally making the big move. This is it. It is finally happening. I bought a one-way ticket and there is no turning back now. As I am entering my last semester of my undergrad career, and with only 2 french classes left in order to attain my International Business, French concentration bachelor degree, I decided to spend my last semester in La Ville-Lumiรจre. What could be a better way to finish up my education and to better my french than living in France? I don't think anything else could beat this upcoming adventure!
Throughout the 22 years of my young life, I was fortunate enough to have the opportunity to do many wonderful things. What I've learned is that if there's something I want, I must act upon it in order to achieve it. Something I refer to as "eyes on the prize". It's my drive, my motivation. And that goes for almost anything I do. Whenever I want something, I get it. Although my success rate with this mindset isn't 100%, but I do give it 100% always. I can't even describe my excitement the day I received my acceptance letter into the MICEFA program in Paris. It felt like everything froze around me. I couldn't stop thinking "Wow this is really happening." After keeping my mouth hush hush for many months about my possible adventure (I was afraid of jinxing it), I could finally tell all of my loved ones about Paris! Not just my loved ones actually, but the excitement in me wanted to burst out of my 5'4" frame and fill everyone around me with this new joy of mine.
I have always been unconventional and love changes. Heck, I can't even stand being in the same bedroom for more than a few months. I have always felt the need to change the layout or the decor every few months. Even though this change is very grand compared to a bedroom, I am very excited. Am I nervous? Not so much. One thing I am afraid of though? The temperature. I have never been a fan of weather. When it's too cold (cold, as a California girl, is 70 degrees Fahrenheit), I complain. When it's too hot, I complain. My perfect temperature is a perfect sunny 75 degrees Fahrenheit. How ideal is that? Despise this minor issue, I cannot wait for my big move. I fly out on December 31st. The thought of spending New Years Eve on a plane doesn't bother me much because the thought of being in Paris for the new year overshadow that on so many levels. I have 31 days left in the states to spend with everyone I care about. I have 31 days left to do as many awesome things as I can. 31 days, man that just sound so surreal. Well, here's 31 days until new beginnings! Cheers!
xoxo
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