I'm Leaving!

I'm going to make this really really fast. K, I'll be home sometime in the evening of the 23rd, so y'all can call me and wish me a happy birthday...or not. Whatever. If you don't have my number, call someone who does!

I'm coming home!
Blessings!

The end is near

So, it's friday and I have less than a week left in France and am facing my last weekend. What's a girl to do? Hmmm...France, weekend....I know! Write a paper! Yes, I will be spending a good chunk of this weekend writing a paper about Louis XIV and Versailles. But at least I'll be profiting (educationally) from the time. And that's really the reason I'm here anyway. Plus, there's not much money or desire left for travelling anywhere.

Hmmm...my last week.

But this week has been really good. Tuesday night some peeps from my church took me out for dinner to celebrate my birthday (even though it's not until the 23rd, but I won't be in the country), and Kathy (from Ireland, but she lives in France now) cut my hair. The new coiff (French) is very interesting. I kind of freaked out when I saw it, but I'm slowly getting used to it. But thank goodness it's only hair. Life goes on. Then we all went back to Kathy's apartment and hung out until like 2am and then I cried when I left, cuz I probably won't see them again. Although, I shouldn't say that, because really you never know what God will do.

Anyhoo, before I REALLY start rambling I'm going to go home and work on a paper before dinner...then I'm going to say good-bye to yet another friend that I will probably never see again...My poor little emotions just can't take much more!

HOME HOME HOME HOME

WOOOOOOOOHOOOOOOO!!! I'm coming home soon! 13 days...France is really cool and I've learned a lot here and made some great friends, but it's not home. I'm so excited to go home. Today I was looking through some pics from Taylor online, and I had to fight not to cry because it was so good just to see pics of everyone. I didn't even realize how much I missed everyone until I saw all of the pictures. This has been a really cool experience and I will never have another one like it, but I'm ready to be home.

My Mom sent me some Dr. Pepper and I let the kids at my house try it and they really liked it. They'd never had it before, because it doesn't really exist here. But I think I'm going to leave some with them when I leave, because I can always drink it any time I want when I get back home in a couple of weeks, but they'll only get it if another American happens to get some the next time around.

Anyhoo, I'm gonna jet (Peak, you're contagious). I hope everyone has a great weekend!

Je suis folle

I'm going crazy. I'm good, but I'm pretty sure I'm going crazy.

The end of my time here in France seems to be coming quickly, but at the same time, oh so slowly. I have too many things left here that I want to do, but at the same time all I want to do is go home. Je suis folle. C'est sûr.

But on the upside, I saw the fourth Harry Potter. It was in French, but everyone spoke relatively slowly so I understood most of it, except for when Fou Oeil (Mad-Eye Moody) was talking. His voice was too low, and I just couldn't catch what he was saying.

Anyhoo, I'm going to head back to chez moi and drink some hot tea and sit in my cold room and practice my rented cello.

Blessings!