So, I really am an emotional roller coaster considering I am feeling extremely happy and cheery only hours after crying and feeling sick. The advil, oh thank god for that, kicked in recently and I finished my math and history which was very uplifting and then I listened to music, watched Prison Break with Aurore and thought about the week ahead of me, starting tomorrow, which made me incredibly cheerful!!! Now, I am in a brilliant mood (I honestly don't know how they come and go as they do) and looking forward to dinner, some more homework and then once everyone goes to sleep, watching some English Prison Break on my own for an hour before crawling into my own bed. Being in my newly cheery mood today allowed me to jump up and down and almost scream, holy crap it's APRILLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLL, which...it really is!!!
Back to crappy mood...Aurore caught me crying on msn with mum earlier today and told her mother (which put into perspective for her my generally disinterested, quiet, agreeable moodt his morning) and caused her to give me a big hug and say it's hard and then have a long talk with me which started with me missing my family, went on to Morocco and then transgressed to how quickly this whole exchange is going to go once I start school this week (this weekend was my last "nothing" weekend) and then made it's way (honestly don't know how) to how Canadian schools tend to be more hardworking than French schools and how the French system is said to be better but really is worse and then how maybe the new President will change that but Sylvie really doubts it. All in all the last couple of hours have been immensely cheering and next week is busy. For example:
I have school Monday to Friday but Thursday I am going to the market to buy a lovely table cloth for my mother and peut-etre Anne, si elle est envie, and then Saturday we're painting the base coat for the pool (yes we're painting the pool), I have a soccer game, we're visiting Gordes and another small town and in the evening Sarah (big sis from Paris) arrives for Easter. Sunday we get to paint designs and pictures all over the pool and we are doing the whole "hide eggs" thing and celebrating Easter and I think maybe going to Nice, but I'm not sure. Also, we shall be going to the market Sunday morning. (I think) Then on Monday we have it off but I am not sure what we're doing but if it's nothing (although I doubt that) I shall probably dive into another chunk of school work to keep getting that done with. Then Tuesday to Friday we have school and Friday night we drive overnight to Morocco and spend the next two weeks there (it's such an elaborate trip, it takes us all over, through the desert and to every freaking corner of Morocco, very cool) and return on May 1st, which of course will make me scream with delight because...duh, it's May and it is the return month. So quite honestly, I feel like the "home stretch" starts tomorrow because of all the reasons above and although I know that it will still be hard with boring bits and fights with Aurore and Morocco can be really hard, it'll be easier because 1. Morocco is a new country and that will be lots of fun and 2. It's the home stretch, just knowing that is enough to keep me going.
So, much love to you all from a cheerier, happier Jane.
I promise that pictures and videos will be put up over the course of this week, I mean, I really do have to do it before I go to Morocco and become bombarded with more pictures and videos right??? Loveeeeeeeeeeeeeee <3
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4 comments:
you are so adorable in all your cheer and angst. I love you and encourage you to keep up the self-reflection.
Love you lots!
Mom
Hey Janer,
I'm glad to hear that your feeling better. I do miss you of that is any consolation and I think I will have to say that any time that you or emma post's a blog. I hope you win your soccer game and I will force you to teach me everything that you learn. ANyhoo, my soccer season just started and I almost twisted my ancle, I jammed my knee and I knoked over one of my instructors in hockey camp (he went flying). I love you and I am hoping that you will remember my Birthday, seeing as granddaddy did not :-). Love you tons and tons and tons and tons!!!!
Hi Jane,
Like I said before, you have an amazing capacity to pull yourself up when you need to. Keep pulling away I say!
Your life sure is more exciting than mine, but I wanted to check in with you just to let you know I look forward to reading your blogs each morning (sometimes evening). This weekend Pappy and I played golf and did a lot of stuff around the house. Did you know that Pappy will be on the same continent as you later this month? He has meetings in Zurich, Switzerland mid-April for 4 days. I'll let you know when he flies so that you can wave to him as he flies over your house in France. He'll have to keep his eyes peeled to the window so that he can wave back to you.
Well it's bedtime for Granny now so I'll sign off and check your blog again tomorrow.
Lots of love,
Granny
French vs. Canadian schools? I'd say that Canadian school tend to be more fun (extra curriculars, better relationships with teacher, and no Saturdays!) whereas in France, I suppose the best part is that getting a 5/20 is actually good!
Marnie
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