Well, I'm here.
Yes, I changed my blog. I never liked owls so why have them, mouahahaah!
We are not in September and I put my blog updated, na na na nère. If the trend continues, I would sneak out for a long time yet. We'll see. The paris are open!
No I do not think I'll manage to write every week. I am a coward, I often write when things are going so well, like empty the surplus. But then, honestly, I discovered it too and I love TLC. I do not know what I was doing without cable before that. I'm sure I'd be able to decorate a whole house with courses on television. I could almost raise a dog handlers (ok no, I really hate emissions with animals that attack me).
So yes, I am moved. Mourning Plateau still present, I am learning to tame my new neighborhood. While it is quiet, but I am fortunate to have the beautiful Parc Jarry few minutes from my house. The worst is that I can not walk to go and return from work. That's what makes me the most heartache now. I hate taking the subway especially during hot weather, it was horror. I have a headache with poor ventilation. I think I'll start to think (I'm like that myself, I have to think to think about something) to get a bike (I dream of a small basket in front for that matter). My sister
démémagera in September along the beginning of the university. So I will spend the summer here, to familiarize myself with a new routine.
I am also on vacation. I did not realize it. I think I have the dfficulté to stall, move on. Right now, I wonder how many messages I have in my mail box and if my mailbox is full.
I do not really schedule in mind, I just want to relax and do what I try when I feel like it. Go to Round m'évacher on a beach, seeing my friends, read, do scrapbooking, go and rent movies, finish painting my ceiling in the kitchen, go buy some curtains, etc..
What can I say ... I do not know.
Ah yes, a little reflection, in fact, I do not think it's a reflection, but rather an observation. Do not throw stones at me, I take 100% what I'm going to say even if I seem to complain, this is not the case. I'm not a girl who has a great culture, I do not consider myself a smart girl. I noticed while chatting with people and more specifically, with the guys, some guys. It happens and nothing will happen probably nothing either and is correct. But I feel heavy, I feel nunuche. When people raise issues about the story, I lose myself. I LOVE history, but it boils down to this. The same goes for subjects that address the geography, travel. I guess I have no memory because I do not accept the dates, historical facts, highlights what! I want a bit of not having been more attentive in my classes because it was then that I could learn and look thinner and 26 years. Recently, some guy approached the subjects and I said to myself: Ouch, I must answer what? I just smiled like an innocent air tell me ... my god I'm not interested. And that's what pisses me off. This guy is kind, caring, funny and it is more, it is adorable. Except that I'm afraid of being alone with him and not knowing what to say. Take the example of him because it's recently that I turned him how I could look like the girl who nunuche just smiles during long conversations. I would say more, I would like to discuss, I would like to know what to answer and discuss bringing the facts on the table ... but no, I'm stuck because of my obvious lack of culture ...
that, I'll go for scrapbooking, my brain is still capable to mix colors from time to time.
go, a good weekend:) and thank you again!
XxX
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