I am currently lost thousands of feet above the Atlantic Ocean. I am on my way for Paris. I am so happy, I waited so much time for this moment. The past 6 months were so intense. I actually missed my friends so freaking much, and I can’t wait to see them again.

It’s always such a mess when I am packing for vacations. I usually start to pack at least one week before leaving. I hate forgetting something at home. I would rather bring so many things I won’t use than forgetting one of them I may use. That’s actually what happens every time. View Post