Things are looking up
So here's the deal: Cedric broke up with me almost a month ago, claiming that he didn't love me anymore. He broke up with me the night before the one year anniversary of the first day that we met. Up until last week I was very VERY depressed over the whole thing... and now, though I am feeling a bit fragile from the tornado of emotions, I am moving on with my life. However, it is a strange situation, as I am living with his grandmother (Joyce) and mother (Carol). I love those two women like they are my own family, so it makes it both a blessing and a curse that I am here.
On the plus side, I have a job working as an Au Pair for the last month with a very nice family. I have a contract with them that goes till the end of July. This work has given me the ability to apply for a visa to stay for a while. I spent the last week with my employers, their three sons, and the grandparents right smack dab in the middle of the Swiss Alps, playing tennis, eating cow toung, running around in a labrynth, etc.
By the end of this month I will have finished my application for university here. The best thing for me to do is to continue my education in the sciences, specifically Physics, as I started building this base when I was really young. The only reason why I wouldn't be accepted would be because of the amount of credits I have earned. It is a requirement of American citizens to have finished 2 years of school, and I have done like 3 American credits more than that... so we will see.
For now, my love of agriculture is being indulged by working in Joyce's garden. I spent about 10 hours digging up about half a meter around the tool shed cutting up and extracting roots, turning the soil, and preparing it for a flower bed. Today we ordered the base varnish for the shed, as it must be varnished before I plant. I also layed out in the garden in my bikini for 2 hours and almost finished reading "The Portrait of Dorian Grey." I am ready for the reading to be over, because my life seems to have mimicked the story in some strange twisted way since i started it in new york. I have a "date" tomorrow night (not romantic, but are any rendez-vous with new men non-romantic these days?) and another one saturday night with two different men. The second one is for dancing salsa with a man that i thought was gay, and then told me that he was in love with me. i have negative interest in the two. friday night is my first meeting with the Swiss Alpine Club. I am trying a different French class on Saturday morning because the one i am in now is not good.
i did something to piss cedric off for the first time the other day. on the phone. he hung up on me after making it clear that he didnt want to see me. 2 hours later i was exactly where i knew he would be. not because i wanted to see him, but because i finally didnt give a damn what he wanted and he was at his grandmother's house and i was coming home from work.
i feel liberated.
On the plus side, I have a job working as an Au Pair for the last month with a very nice family. I have a contract with them that goes till the end of July. This work has given me the ability to apply for a visa to stay for a while. I spent the last week with my employers, their three sons, and the grandparents right smack dab in the middle of the Swiss Alps, playing tennis, eating cow toung, running around in a labrynth, etc.
By the end of this month I will have finished my application for university here. The best thing for me to do is to continue my education in the sciences, specifically Physics, as I started building this base when I was really young. The only reason why I wouldn't be accepted would be because of the amount of credits I have earned. It is a requirement of American citizens to have finished 2 years of school, and I have done like 3 American credits more than that... so we will see.
For now, my love of agriculture is being indulged by working in Joyce's garden. I spent about 10 hours digging up about half a meter around the tool shed cutting up and extracting roots, turning the soil, and preparing it for a flower bed. Today we ordered the base varnish for the shed, as it must be varnished before I plant. I also layed out in the garden in my bikini for 2 hours and almost finished reading "The Portrait of Dorian Grey." I am ready for the reading to be over, because my life seems to have mimicked the story in some strange twisted way since i started it in new york. I have a "date" tomorrow night (not romantic, but are any rendez-vous with new men non-romantic these days?) and another one saturday night with two different men. The second one is for dancing salsa with a man that i thought was gay, and then told me that he was in love with me. i have negative interest in the two. friday night is my first meeting with the Swiss Alpine Club. I am trying a different French class on Saturday morning because the one i am in now is not good.
i did something to piss cedric off for the first time the other day. on the phone. he hung up on me after making it clear that he didnt want to see me. 2 hours later i was exactly where i knew he would be. not because i wanted to see him, but because i finally didnt give a damn what he wanted and he was at his grandmother's house and i was coming home from work.
i feel liberated.