god this is becoming stressful. i need to stay in one place for more than a week, seriously. back in paris now... in the last two months i have been to 5 countries and slept in 10 different houses or something like that... my favourite one being the last one. :)
so. after three weeks in the uk... i've had such a fantastic time. considering i was really freaking out about going, it's turned out to be so good... staying at carole's house and experiencing the student life for the first time. going out and partying with my best friends. going to the cinema and meeting for coffee with sameen. scotland and spending time with kirsty... dancing to 70s music feeling alive and happy. going to a stranger's house in the middle of the night in london. and finally spending 5 lovely lovely days with giles, really chilling out and enjoying myself and talking and... well, you know.
i think i can say... for the first time in two months... i actually feel well. satisfied. it's like... i know now... all the possibilities that are opening up for me, so many things i'm going to do in the next year, so many people i'm going to meet, so many friends i can count on. i can't complain about my life; even though i love whingeing, i have so much going for me... i needed someone new in my life to realise that, which is silly, but i feel very lucky that i've met that someone new. and i am grateful, so fucking grateful.
despite my hang ups and my over complications, i'm going to enjoy this. i'm going to... take advantage of what life has to offer me.
once again i'm getting pissed off that i can't translate 'ti voglio bene' in english. i care about you...? mmmh. i guess that's more or less it...