Summer news
And... I'm back.
I left the school year in June thinking this would be the best summer of my life so far. I was disappointed by many things, and fascinated by others which came in the most unexpected situations. My two weeks in Germany went very well, and I met so many interesting people: Adam, an American student who speaks perfect German after a year in Freiburg (I envy him so badly), Guillaume, an incredibly funny guy from Switzerland who got me laughing so much in French and Religion class, Birte who showed me the way to hip downtown places and music festivals, Constantin who payed me more attention than I was perhaps m with, Martin, the friendliest guy I have ever met (and have already talked about in this livejournal), along with getting to know Cornelia, Dani and verena better. I love Deutschland, honestly.
Corsica was beautiful beyond words. Those long car trips by the coast with incredible views on the sea while listening to La Grande Sophie. Sunsets and waking up on the beach. Stone-paved streets and the infamously cheesy but entertaining balls or Bal des Pompiers (firemen's ball haha). Occasional "go back to your own country, you *****" from nationalist Corsican people who don't feel French at all, even though Corsica has been French for 200 years. Most people are very kind and welcoming however. I sang and danced in my dad's storytelling show again, which was awesome.
It starts going downhill from there. Antoine, the guy I've known rather well for two years over the internet (we met through a common friend whom we'd both met in real life), canceled our one-week vacation together three days before we were supposed to go. We'd been (or rather I'd been) planning it for three months and had dreaded his not being able to come. His parents suddenly didn't want to drive him there anymore because there was going to be bad weather at the beach. They felt driving 400 km wasn't worth it. He, in turn, did nothing to stand up to them or take a train by himself. In brief, did nothing to do something about what was happening. When I asked to talk to his parents, he refused, saying they didn't want to talk to me. He lied and chose the easy way out. He was afraid and I can't continue a friendship I feel Im sustaining alone. He's simply not worth the time and energy I am able and willing to invest. It's a huge disappointment, as we were close enough to keep in touch for two years without ever really drifting apart. I've erased him from my life, realizing I had better things to do. I still care and am wanting to meet him one day. The difference now is that I've stopped asking myself the restless question of "when and how?"
I've started looking at university courses in the UK over the internet ever since I've been back from the beach. I'm hyper and intrigued and fascinated by how exciting it all sounds. I've finally found what i really want to study and it comes along the lines of "sustainable engineering", "environment, economics and ecology" or "environmental science". I have trouble falling asleep because I think of all these possibilities, the e-mails I still have to send, the grades I'll have to make, the student life I could lead... There is no comparison to this in France. Pursuing scientific studies in France has become a ruled-out option.
CALL TO UK STUDENTS! Tell me about your university experience in the UK! (posted also on hijackers_anon). What and where do you study? Why did you choose this university? Can you think of its positive and negative points? Any answers to these questions would be greatly appreciated =)
So that's been taking a lot of my time. Hours coming up with lists of courses and visiting websites, ordering prospectuses and classifying responses. I love working on it, actually. I really feel like university in the UK is where I want to be and I've never thought about my future so much before. I'm starting Terminal in a few days and that has its usual dose of stress, although I'm rather excited about seeing friends again and meeting new people. I miss Lucile and Julie, whom I haven't seen for the whole summer vacation.
The orthodontists say I'll have to get dental surgery eventually so that kind of scares me. It involves a heavy operation where my jaw is fractured so my teeth can be put in the right place. I'm not sure I'll go through with it, although they say it can mean medical problems later on if I don't... it's one of the reasons I'm probably going to take a gap year before going to university. That and to work in France so I can finance my studies, as well as be in a real hip hop troop (sp?), dedicate more time to writing, dancing, acting...
I left the school year in June thinking this would be the best summer of my life so far. I was disappointed by many things, and fascinated by others which came in the most unexpected situations. My two weeks in Germany went very well, and I met so many interesting people: Adam, an American student who speaks perfect German after a year in Freiburg (I envy him so badly), Guillaume, an incredibly funny guy from Switzerland who got me laughing so much in French and Religion class, Birte who showed me the way to hip downtown places and music festivals, Constantin who payed me more attention than I was perhaps m with, Martin, the friendliest guy I have ever met (and have already talked about in this livejournal), along with getting to know Cornelia, Dani and verena better. I love Deutschland, honestly.
Corsica was beautiful beyond words. Those long car trips by the coast with incredible views on the sea while listening to La Grande Sophie. Sunsets and waking up on the beach. Stone-paved streets and the infamously cheesy but entertaining balls or Bal des Pompiers (firemen's ball haha). Occasional "go back to your own country, you *****" from nationalist Corsican people who don't feel French at all, even though Corsica has been French for 200 years. Most people are very kind and welcoming however. I sang and danced in my dad's storytelling show again, which was awesome.
It starts going downhill from there. Antoine, the guy I've known rather well for two years over the internet (we met through a common friend whom we'd both met in real life), canceled our one-week vacation together three days before we were supposed to go. We'd been (or rather I'd been) planning it for three months and had dreaded his not being able to come. His parents suddenly didn't want to drive him there anymore because there was going to be bad weather at the beach. They felt driving 400 km wasn't worth it. He, in turn, did nothing to stand up to them or take a train by himself. In brief, did nothing to do something about what was happening. When I asked to talk to his parents, he refused, saying they didn't want to talk to me. He lied and chose the easy way out. He was afraid and I can't continue a friendship I feel Im sustaining alone. He's simply not worth the time and energy I am able and willing to invest. It's a huge disappointment, as we were close enough to keep in touch for two years without ever really drifting apart. I've erased him from my life, realizing I had better things to do. I still care and am wanting to meet him one day. The difference now is that I've stopped asking myself the restless question of "when and how?"
I've started looking at university courses in the UK over the internet ever since I've been back from the beach. I'm hyper and intrigued and fascinated by how exciting it all sounds. I've finally found what i really want to study and it comes along the lines of "sustainable engineering", "environment, economics and ecology" or "environmental science". I have trouble falling asleep because I think of all these possibilities, the e-mails I still have to send, the grades I'll have to make, the student life I could lead... There is no comparison to this in France. Pursuing scientific studies in France has become a ruled-out option.
CALL TO UK STUDENTS! Tell me about your university experience in the UK! (posted also on hijackers_anon). What and where do you study? Why did you choose this university? Can you think of its positive and negative points? Any answers to these questions would be greatly appreciated =)
So that's been taking a lot of my time. Hours coming up with lists of courses and visiting websites, ordering prospectuses and classifying responses. I love working on it, actually. I really feel like university in the UK is where I want to be and I've never thought about my future so much before. I'm starting Terminal in a few days and that has its usual dose of stress, although I'm rather excited about seeing friends again and meeting new people. I miss Lucile and Julie, whom I haven't seen for the whole summer vacation.
The orthodontists say I'll have to get dental surgery eventually so that kind of scares me. It involves a heavy operation where my jaw is fractured so my teeth can be put in the right place. I'm not sure I'll go through with it, although they say it can mean medical problems later on if I don't... it's one of the reasons I'm probably going to take a gap year before going to university. That and to work in France so I can finance my studies, as well as be in a real hip hop troop (sp?), dedicate more time to writing, dancing, acting...