It's been made. Making it newer elsewhere:
This is the sound of me waiting for France blog.
I heart Meagan. And miss her. Lots. P.S. That St. Patrick's email was priceless.
in france. kissing lots of boys. eating crepes. loving it. bye. (kiss, kiss)
jealous! are you going over to italy while you're over there?
I'm so jealous! Have fun!
So...if you really are kissing lots of boys, you'd tell me, right? Oh good. Just making sure. I miss you. Come home soon. How about in 42 days? Okay good.
Can we start a counter for that, too?
Amen, sista. Consider it done.
p.s. what TIME are you getting home, Megz? That way my countdown can be down to the second too! If you don't want to tell everyone, just e-mail it to me...
p.s. you get home in 30 days 17 hours, 23 minutes, and 18 seconds...no wait, 10 seconds. no, wait...
bah! I don't know if I like this whole countdown thing! If you think finals are bad, try finals in England! But, if you must know, my flight gets in to Salt Lake at 11:20 pm on Saturday the 22nd. I expect a large reception to make up for the stress your countdown has caused me (:
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