fish out of water.

on the last night of the cruise, i cried.
it's not the same as the last day of school, or even graduation. its the fact that ill never see these people again in my life. sometimes, friendship just isnt enough. i didnt fully realize that until michael said "i hope you have a good life," and truly meant it. it wasnt the normal "see you later" or even the carefree "bye," it was different.
even my new american friends cant really visit. LA is a long way from home. pennsylvania is too. goodbyes are always hard.

i miss them already.

i also miss my VA friends. i just read all of sabrinas & trucks posts. ill go look at other peoples blogs after this.

day three in paris was exciting. we went to versailles & i asked my brother what was his favorite part of the trip. he replied with "food." i know he really meant it too. after several hours of trudging through ancient artwork, we had gelato. in paris. it turns out that parsian gelato tastes better than the one we got in rome & in florence.

when i get back home, i seriously need to exercise. and not eat.
ill have to buy another airplane seat so that ill fit on the plane.
i was rolled off the boat since i was too fat to walk.
seriously, one of my greatest fears is that ill come back to school and have people think "wow. i think ivy gained a lot of weight this summer." my brother and my mom tease me about it, but it does affect me. its really superficial, but i have nightmares about it.