It involves money. For air-tickets. It involves long squishy hugs - long-awaited squishy hugs. It involves laughter and handsqueezing and little sleep. I WON'T MAKE YOU GUESS. (And seriously, if you haven't guessed right now... I mean...) WELL. LET'S JUST MAKE IT OFFICIAL:
EMMA AND I ARE GOING TO MEET IN PERSON.
*freaks out* I CAN'T BELIEVE THIS IS FINALLY GOING TO HAPPEN. AND I CAN'T STOP USING CAPS LOCK. Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh. I'm so so ridiculously excited I can't stand it. Emma and I are going to meet in person. Emma and I are going to meet in person. Emma and I are going to meet. MEEET. MEEEEEEEEEEEEET. (I've seriously been saying this over and over to myself in my brain. It hasn't sunk in quite yet.)
I will be going to America - which is GOING TO BE SCARY AND CRAZY AND FANTASTIC (I've never taken the plane before in my recollection + gone out of Europe) -, we will meet in June, and will be in each other's swell company for three weeks. (Not enough, but hey, we can't complain. AND JUNE WILL BE HERE SOONER THAN WE THINK. *turns off caps lock for a few sentences to show that I have manners.*)
Please tell us one thing you think we should do together. (Not that we haven't got our own list of ideas, ha. We literally have so many things planned. We're watching about 5 months worth of movies.)
Let's just praise the Lord for this, 'kay? Because our prayers truly have been answered much sooner than we dared hope three weeks ago. (And we'd like to thank our wonderful parents for their support in this. You guys should go on a double date.)
SQUUUEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE. PS. This post is very unladylike, but duh. Who cares about that at a time like THIS?!!!