I have been keeping my eye on flights, for Paris, finding out the best sites and dates to leave, trying to figure out what time I want to arrive and all that jazz. Every time I do it, I get really excited thinking about how I really want to go to Paris! It's really gonna happen (provided normandale gets me my freaking transcript EVER...).
Then, I'm searching flights, and I see the kind of planes I'd be flying on...757...I am really freaked out by planes. I can't wrap my head around something that big floating on wind. Totally psychs me out!! Haha, I am going to have to suffer though, for the sake of Paris.
J'ai peur des avions et je vais manquer ma chienne!
