One half. Two fourths. Four eighths. Six months.
That's about....
182.5 days
4,380 hours
262,800 minutes
15,768,000 seconds
1,371 chats
1,600 in all mail
So that's about... 8 chats a day.
I still remember the first day, of course. And in the Detroit Airport, and sleeping in our friends's houses, and when I got to see Pascale and Jenny that one time, and the going-away parties, the much hanging out, the summer boredom, having to go to CERN to check email and chat, the much homesickness, the hating, the tests I took at the beginning of the year, that nostalgic smell in France of a waxy red with pastries and small yogurt containers and lettuce and more vegetables, my new friends, forgetting Slauson, rethinking my approach to life and all, and then all the changes. It was raining that first day. Everything was just so weird. First day of school, too- singing on the walk home, holding about 10 heavy textbooks. I kept thinking about going home, and still do.
Although I have been here for that longish stretch of time, I still get weirded-out attacks. Not so much culture shock in the more. Nah. I just still get confused whenever I think about how I, Amelia, am in France. Have been for 6 months. Just 6 more to go.
I think it took me... maybe 4 months or so to decide the trip was in fact worth it. I'm sort of "liking" it. Well, maybe I shouldn't go that far. I can live, I can find ways to not hate it, and I can somehow maintain survival. I mean, not to brag or anything. In no way how did I survive this far without my friends. But to remain from becoming too cheesy, I'll save all that... "thank you omg" stuff for... never or later. I mean, they know who they are. Or at least I'd assume so, after all of that chatting.
So here I go. Second half. Can't be that much harder, right? Whatever. Everything is everything.
And we'll all float on, ok
And we'll all float on, ok
And we'll all float on, ok
And we'll all float on, alright
Already we'll all float on
No, don't you worry, we'll all float on
Alright, I'm ready, we'll all float on
Alright, don't worry, we'll all float on
(Float on by Modest Mouse)
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11 years ago
3 comments:
Woo! Half way done! Only half way left to go. Don't feel to bad about forgetting Slauson. I spent of majority of break trying to do that. Its good this whole thing is happening. Gives you a chance to rethink things. I guess. Trying to say something semi-wise. Close enough as I would say.
Woo! Half way done! Only half way left to go. Don't feel to bad about forgetting Slauson. I spent of majority of break trying to do that. Its good this whole thing is happening. Gives you a chance to rethink things. I guess. Trying to say something semi-wise. Close enough as I would say.
Oops! Sorry about commenting twice. ugh...
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