Packing

Well this packing business is not going the way I intended. I feel like I am packing triple what I packed last summer. NOT GOOD. I can't find anything, it is like all my chargers, adapters, converters, and random other cords decided to disappear two days before my trip. I have been pacing my house muttering, "I swear I saw that right here three days ago..." ALL FREAKING DAY.  It seems like it would be much easier to pack for a guy. Seriously. They would need two pairs of shoes, 2 pairs of shorts, slacks, a couple tshirts, a button down, and a couple pairs of underware and they would be good for two months. But girls on the other hand (or namely me) I have like 800 bajillion items of clothing, shoes, makeup, hair stuff, and other random things girls need. not fair. Though I am putting most of this on myself, I will admit, but one has to pack differently when packing for an internship. I have to have office clothes, club clothes, beach clothes, athletic clothes, and then everyday clothes. Granted some items can be double dipped into other catagories. But still....
Seriously. This is frustrating. Then to top it all off, I have to make sure the outfits not only look work appropriate, but also look italy appropriate-or Bella Figura. That is alot of pressure to put on a college student who doesn't have a job and is spending all of her savings and then some on this internship. I go to sleep at night and the phrase bella figura echos in my head all night. So not only am I exhausted, I am frustrated with the packing, worried my clothes will be ok, and stressed because I can't find a damn thing! Man am I looking forward to the beach...and tan...and italian men....and the sexologies at Maljk. I'm purrring right now from the forthcoming bliss (that was a cassie reference...imu)
Anyway, I leave in two days TWO DAYS TWO DAYS! and I can't really believe it.
Goodnight blog land may you dream of sexy italian men (or women) and remember to always keep your chargers and cords in one place.