Nice. I hear it sucks.

I posted some new pictures in Everything and 365. http://s489.photobucket.com/albums/rr254/Theleaningkar/

I'm leaving for Nice, France on Friday morning! My friend Monica and I are going and meeting my roommate Andrea from TCU who's studying in Paris! I'm so excited for a trip, and to see Andrea! We had so much fun together in London that I know Nice will be great! We're staying in the #1 hostel in France and one of the top 10 in Europe so that should be pretty stinkin cool. It's sort of out of the way of everything but, they have a full breakfast for FREE every morning and locker storage. So these are the important things. Also we should meet some pretty cool people while we're there. That's the most important thing about a hostel! My goal is to meet some Spaniards. Maybe I can practice the small amount of Spanish I know on them! lol. We come back on Sunday morning, so it will be a super short trip but that's ok because midterms are next week, so we'll have lots of papers to write! Anyway this is what I'm looking forward to this week!

Antoine, one of the French boys informed me that "Nice SUCKS!" I'm not really taking his word for it. I mean, he's a snobby french boy right? Yes. He said everyone goes there to show of their money and how posh they are. Perfect! I am uber posh. And I could use a rich boy in my life. I told him maybe I can find my husband there. Who couldn't use a French boy with money? A boy with money. A boy with money for a few months. Who lives far away. This is what I want. Don't crowd me. I need space. Miss Independent. I have too much to do in my life for some boy hanging around. I want to do useful things with my life. Unless he wants to do those things with me, which would be cool. I need to figure out what these 'things' are. Bah. Life is so big. There's so much that could/might/should happen. So many unknowns. So many paths I could take that would alter everything completely. Its just such a beautiful thing. The unknown that is. Sometimes I think it would be cool to just know where my life will end up. But NO! That would make it so much less interesting. I could go anywhere and do anything at this point. My life is just waiting for me to tattoo memories on to it. To open doors and close others, have some slammed in my face and probably sometimes find my way through the ventilation system of life. I like to do it my way. It's probably a better view up there anyway. I like to eves drop. And, I'll probably fall on my ass in the most ridiculous and embarrassing ways, and pick myself up bruised and crying. But, I am the only one in charge of my destiny. I control it. You cannot have it. It is mine. I am selfish with it. I only get one though. I live it how I choose. You have no say. You have your own to tinker with. I will share my life, my love, my passion because it is mine to share. I would like you to believe you are the most important person to me. I would like my life to make you smile. I would like to leave a legacy on you. Because, I know, you have left one on me. No matter who you are. We all affect each other. So as my life is my own, I must use it with care. There is no dress rehersal. I don't get to try again. And this scares me. One life. One chance to be everything I can be. I just don't want to miss anything.

This blog devolved into something I was not expecting. But you just got an uncensored flow of thoughts from Karlene's head. I'm going to Nice. Yay. Also I would like to clear up that Antoine is indeed not a french snob. Lovely boy indeed. I don't want to smear anyones name on the internet..