Once upon a time there was a girl named Yves*. Her name was French and she loved the French language. It was a beautiful language and more importantly, she was really excellent at it. Possibly her childhood "frog impression" had taught her the ability to speak with an excellent nasal accent, or maybe just in her past life as an actual frog she had lived in Paris. Either way, the truth was, she really really loved French.
Then she went away to college. Just for fun she took some French classes. It was hard, but she liked it more and more. "Maybe someday I would like to do a study abroad," she thought.
Then BAM! A giant ostrich ran her over and she died. (Ostriches are actually the fastest animals ever. You should be careful. Sometimes they are part rapter. And sometimes THEY KILL YOU.)
Wow, life sucked for Yves. Luckily I am better at life than her and therefore not dead by ostrich.
Anyways, I leave for Paris in 5 hours. Holy nutcrackers.
Seriously, you guys. Like a few months ago I was all, "Yeah, maybe sometime in my life I will go to Paris." Well, I am moving there for 6 weeks. Tomorrow.
The next time you will hear from me, I will be in Paris! Also, I will almost definitely have a difficult time speaking english, so don't judge me.
Love,
Lizzy!!
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