She is nervous and unsure about what to bring, what her trip will bring, etc. but I for one am excited for (and exceedingly jealous of) her.
I wish that I was the one going away. I can't stand that I am still here, and that I have no plans, and that I cannot seem to make plans for myself. How infuriating.
That being said, I've already scored two new pairs of jeans out of her - woop! woop!