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Well, everything is coming together for me. My job ended, my birthday was last week and now I know that I'm going to France. I'm glad to have my plans for the next year or so. However, it remains a mystery to me what will happen then. Unlike the way that I used to think, I'm always afraid something will stop me from going. I realise that this is a big step, moving away for a while to a different country, financially independent from my parents. At least that's the theory. The one think I'm worried about is that my whole being in France hinges on living with Delphine's family. The trickiest part yet is that I haven't even met them yet. I suppose that wherever you go and whatever you do, problems will follow you, some won't, but new ones will appear respectively to the circumstances. I know that it's not very realistic to say that I don't want want any problems in my life. Not only do I have no choice in the matter, life would be rather dull if there weren't any around.