The beginning...

As per meeting a great new man recently, it has made me ponder on the beginnings of relationships, what makes them great, what makes it last... For one, my friend Ashley put it best when she called it the 'New Boy Syndrome'. Its the excitment of the unknown, the energy to get you through the everyday boring stuff for the anticipation of what will happen next. Will it keep getting better? As it gets better, you get more energy, it fuels all types of happiness. My friend Chris feeds off that feeling, loves the lustful passion that comes with meeting someone new. Once it dies down he is out looking for it again... Who wouldn't?! Its by far one of the best feelings. That is why they call it 'falling for someone', the feeling when you are on a rollercoaster and it soars down a big hill, everyone knows it! What comes next is another stage, but there is nothing like that 'honeymoon period', when you feel like nothing could stop you...

First Xmas Alone

So, every xmas for the last 9 years I have managed to come home with a man. He was not always smart enough, tall enough or honest, but he was mine. This xmas I bring myself, for the first time, I am not settling for the sake of having someone for the holidays. To tell you the truth, I am actually kind of looking forward to it. No more annoying in-laws, no more having to share the holidays with multiple families, no more expensive gifts that will not be truly appreciated! I have loads of time for family and friends without feeling obliged... Its quite wonderful... I mean, what is it about this time of year that makes us feel like we need to couple up: the multitude of dinner parties, family gatherings, sheer loneliness? Who knows, all I can say is I am not going to let it get to me... If I end up kissing a bottle vodka at the stroke of midnight, I will be a happy camper. (ok, maybe that last one was a bit much). In any case, I wish all my loved ones a happy and safe holiday season, much love to you all!

Not what you think...

After 6 days in the UK, it is safe to say I am not moving here. Thank God they sent me on a preliminary trip to see if I'd like it, because I don't. Not that it wasn't nice for a visit, but 3 to 6 months would seem unbearable! The shopping would also be amazing if everything wasn't so bloody expensive. So, for all those of you who were balling over my impending move, not to worry, I am staying at home!

UK here I come!

I am leaving you my loves... My first trip to England will start Oct 10th and end Oct 19th. A taste of things to come because then I am set to go for 3 to 6 months! An adventure I am keen on embarking. Thank God for supportive parents, sister, roomate and best friends. I can leave here knowing that everything will stay the same, that all will be taken care of and that I come back to a home. I am so excited to live another culture, although similar, so far! I do plan on snagging myself a prince and coming back with a full blown accent! I will miss you and hope everyone stays in contact... the ones that matter of course! Lots of love from the little French girl...

New Home!

So, I had all these fears about moving out and guess what, its great!! Patricia is awsome, she cooks such good food! Plus, we have both gained a wholenew wardrobe, which is key. And, its nice to have someone to come home and gossip with everyday! LOL! Living on your own is the best experience. But I would recommend to everyone to seriously save up, its good to have a cushion in the bank for all the unexpected things that come up, and they do, more then you think (ceiling leaking)! In spite of that, I love love love it!!!

Sad loss...

A childhood friend of mine passed away last week. Many of you probably know who he is: Ryan McMartin. We grew up together on Carlton Street and Beaconsfield. Wether we were at our legendary street parties or pool sleepovers, you can count on Ryan being up to something fun. He was a blast to be around and from the faces I saw today, willl surely be missed. Lisa (his sister) and my sister were the closest of friends when we were neighbors and our families shared so many great moments together. I wish them the best of luck in the time to come...

Happy Birthday Erin

On a brighter note, I would just like to inform everyone that it was my good friend Erin' s birthday today and we had a blast. I have fulfilled my scooter riding fantasy at last. I hope your day was awsome... it was so good to just chillax at Tony' s...

So-called friends...

I am very confused at where the line is being drawn these days. How long do you have to be friends with someone in order for them not to be with the ones you love. In my opinion, I would never sleep with a good friends boyfriend or ex-boyfriend, I would not even do that to an aquaintance because for the most part, I treat others as I want to be treated. Recently Jen Wood, who I thought was my friend, decided to sleep (or fool around, no one can be certain) with Andrew, my recent exboyfriend who may have truly been my first love. Of course, when a guy becomes your ex-boyfriend, its free game on what they want to do with your feelings. But if there are people you should be able to count on, its your friends. Jen was there for me a couple nights after my break up, she saw my pain, but yet she can look me in the face and be with him like it meant nothing. DOES ANYONE CARE HOW THIS WOULD MAKE ME FEEL? Apparently not.

Moving Out...

Moving out is an interesting process... Moving your life from one domain to another, looking forward to the future while having to let go of the past. It is so hard to let go of something or in many cases, people that have just always been there. Things you can rely on, people who you know will always be there for you but it won't be the same. I am so nervous to live on my own, to live with a new person, TO ADAPT. Will I be good? Will I fail? With big risks come big rewards, but at what cost? We can just hope it all works out for the best...