oh great, i'm starting school again tomorrow ... my wonderful timetable makes me start on monday at 8h and i finish at 6h ==> 9h (+1h lunchbreak) :exactly what you need to start school again after the holidays or the weekend ^_^ and just to makes things easier, i'm going back to boarding tonight (which saves me from getting up tomorrow morning at 5h30, i get to "sleep in" till 6h30 :/ )
anyway i'm looking forward to seeing my friends, having a bit of excitment around, having fun at boarding blah-blah-blah ... well that's what i'm trying to make myself believe. what i actually want to do is stay at home lazing around or spending my day on the computer trying to find a life worth living :) oh that's pretty pessimistic of me, i've got to admit i'm looking forward to seeing my hopefully-futu
have a nice week ;)
urgh...must keep eyes open...*huuuge yawwwwwwn*...m
3 cup of coffees later (not decaff !!) : hum ... i'm very tired and i'm going back to school monday (it's the end of the febuary holidays in france, well at least for me) ... I guess that sleeping for 4h last night (this morning will be more appropriate) isn't going to make it easier :) urgh ...
none of you probably wants to know all this but i'll pretend that you're all really interested and i can keep on writing about my boring teenage life, as just putting things on paper (well... screen) helps to get on with it.
Anyway, i went over to some friends last night and it turned out to be a crappy evening. i hadn't seen any of these friends for quite a while as i'm in a different lycée (ie. highschool or something like that) and a boarder while they are all together at the same school :( we were all best friends last year (when we were still in the same school) but things have changed quite a bit since ... they were all talking about people i didn't know, parties i hadn't gone to or teachers and classes they had ... i didn't have a clue of what was going on and when i asked they just said things like "it's not really interesting", "i'll tell you later" or the best one of all "you won't understand". no one seemed to be interested in what i had to say and just to make things better, one of them wasn't really speaking to me because of a really stupid month-old squabble ... of the ones with whom things hadn't changed or if they had, it was positive, none of them had been able to come.
strangely, i'm not actually that upset, i guess that it's because i won't see them till the next holidays anyway (we're all boarders and don't have much time to see each other during the week-end) and i find most of them have somehow ... regressed ... in maturaty. or maybe it's just me that has become more mature :)
thank you, invisible audience, writing it down has made things clear in my mind now and i kinda know what road to follow :)
Today started off quite nicely, I managed to get up without too many difficulties, did a tiny bit of cleaning up, had fun chating with friends or just lazing about while my mum went off shopping...and then she came back.
She had gone to Emmaus (a second-hand charity shop) where she always manages to get the most amazing things and so the thought of what she might bring back was lingering at the back of my mind. I had decided to ignore it and had pushed it far away in the deep dusty shelves of the "Ignore" section of my brain. But not thinking about did not change the facts : my mother came back with three ... sewing machines. Which brings the total of sewing machines in the house to 15... You might ask what's the point of having 15 of the bloody machines around when you only need one to sew ?? I ask myself the same.
The truth is, my mother collects them. Oh no, she doesn't go in for stamps, or coins, or even garden gnomes, but sewing machines and fabric and such other stuff. She has a whole room filled up from floor to ceiling with fabric, books on sewing, sewing machines, needles, threads and God know what. She even belongs to several sewing Internet groups. So you can see how I have been brought up ... and in 15 years I have not got used to it and I still feel pity - and horror - at this great decadence. So forgive me if I get slightly crazy when I hear the word "s*w*ng m*ch*ne" (even just writing it makes me wince). And at least you now know the origin of my slight strangeness ;o)
First day in Elftown ... got interrupted in the middle of reading the help file too install a firewire card...took about an hour and a half and I've had to reboot the computer about 8 times ... arghhhh !! So I guess I'll learn more about this site later on. I'm not new to Elfwood as I'm a great fan and browse through it as often as I can :) I'm not a writer or artist on Elfwood but I'm hoping to get a SciFi/Fantasy Gallery when I'll have the time to fill in the form ; I'm not such a great artist but can draw a bit and it's mainly to be more part of it as I go there very often :) Anyway it's 1am so I might be going to bed soon and I just noticed how long and boring my entry is ... I'll try and write something more interesting tomorrow ! (well further on today is more appropriate).