Cocoa almonds

So I'm finally starting a blog to document my adventures. I got my visa in the mail today (about TIME) and I'm all set to go (almost) to the City of Lights. I was doing my many hours of Rosetta Stone when I realized that my blog should start before I leave, not when I get there. I know I'll miss home when I leave...but I can't hardly take the anticipation and excitement of getting off this continent, and to completely immerse myself in a different world.
I was thinking about my year in France, and I feel one of three things is going to happen. I will
a.) Love, love, LOVE France/Paris/Europe so much that I will not be satisfied with my life until I can permanently live there.
b.) I will love France, but realize that America is a fulfilling place for me to live as well and will be content with just visiting France
c.) Absolutely dislike the city and try to spend most of my time in England with Sam.

Obviously, option C is not very likely. I'm leaning towards B, but in the back of my mind...I really feel like I'll find Europe to be where I want to stay. I love America (well, some of it), and I am incredibly attached and dependent on all my friends and family. But I think in the end of things I'll want to stay somewhere in a culture more suited to my own personality and tastes.

Anyway

That's just a though and I won't know anything until I get there. For now, I'll continue to hermit myself in my room to avoid my uncle. I've had all my bags packed and organized by my door for days now. I even took B'Dazzle and Inferno*, coiled them down, and wrapped them in bubble wrap for travel. I am so excited...I can't even articulate. Every time the image in Rosetta Stone pops up of a woman taking her picture by the Arc de Triomphe with the phrase La femme visite Paris I literally squee with excitement and wake all the animals up that are sleeping in my bed, which usually includes Uga the bulldog, Lily and Nytro the cats, and Boo the retriever. This next year will change my life more than anything, or at least quite a lot than most years of my life.
I've been preparing like nothing else. I do Rosetta Stone for at least 4 hours a day. I've only been listening to French music, and almost everything I say, I try to repeat it in my head in French. I've been reading Paris for Dummies and check blogs online about French culture, music, language, and politics. I plan to start refreshing my French history so I won't seem like such a dumbass when I get there. I'm desperate to not be a idiotic, obnoxious, and ignorant American. I don't feel I am any of those things, but who knows?
My sister's been gone just a few days in South Africa, but I already miss her. I can't wait for her to visit me in Paris, but the lengths in between are going to be difficult. We've really gotten closer (if that was possible) this summer.
Counting down the days until I can leave and see Sam. We're going to Marsielle together before I start school.
I need to get back to Rosetta Stone. I'm almost done with Level 1! (hey, it's a really long program)

*B'Dazzle is my LED PSI hoop and Inferno is my fire hoop