April 25th , 2007
Today was eventfull.
And First of all , I would like to thank Cara for saving our lives a few times . Now I know i'm a good driver , but when you have a HUDGE Chevy Silverado . Sometimes the simple parts of driving needs your WHOLE attention . And if she wouldn't have said. MEL , WATCH OUT . I probably would have drove into something. BUT WE MADE IT .. and now we have plenty photos of our BEAUTIFUL BAIE SAINTE-ANNE! <3
ahhhhh . I have to choose between The edible woman and to kill a mocking bird. Help meeeee .
and ohh my . the woman who came to talk to us about litterature was def amazing today. I was so inspired. Not to write a book (well maybe a little bit... ) , but in life . I know most ppl were LIKE SLEEPING . but I couldn't get my attention off of her . She was so philosophical, theatrical and spoke about all of my problems i've been dealing with . Sickness is just in your life to make you stronger , Adam in herbrew is "why? " so like Is a question and WE have to awnswer it! She also made a list of books and authors that inpired her , I loved how the bible was there... I'm def gonna look them trough. I never met anyone who was from Paris before , but I love their accent and EXPRESIONS. ahhhhhh .
And ice cream is AMAZING, thanks Iselle . MmmmM...
also , I'm done my two first knitting projects... this is a big thing for me ..
Anyways . I'm outt. too read . 500 pages for next thursday. HELP!
I can do it! :) Aurevoir mes amie.
I'll leave you with some lyrics.
Subseven - Hold on .
We're passing through the world so fast girl
Close your eyes and tap three times
No place like home will ever compare
Someday we shall say goodbye
Shut your eyes one more time girl
Won't fall for no more lies
Our problems here are temporary
Ordinary, never worry
Hold on, baby hold on
This place is not our home
So let's hold on, baby hold on
It's not where we belong
Head up high, Hold the line
Our fire inside must never die
We're traveling strangers with a fortune
Growing stronger everyday
We'll stay up late and raise our voices
Knowing things won't stay the same
Ancient paths reveal our stories
Wrote in blood and left to read
All the letters to the past
We're the first to be the last
Hold on, baby hold on
This place is not our home
So let's hold on, baby hold on
It's not where we belong
Head up high, Hold the line
Our fire inside must never die
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