Friday, March 12, 2010
Sunday, March 7, 2010
losing focus once again
I'm sitting in Mozart's, this romantic little coffee house in Austin, and find myself browsing the Science Po website once again. I came here to specifically work on my senior thesis but don't find myself being the least bit productive -- which is bad since writing a good thesis would probably greatly up my chances of being accepted into say, Science Po.
Anyway, I've been really missing Paris lately to the point that I am losing my focus. Graduation is so close, just a few more hoops to jump through and then . . . Paris.
Bon, back to trying to focus on the task at hand - finishing my classes and thesis with flying colors!
Anyway, I've been really missing Paris lately to the point that I am losing my focus. Graduation is so close, just a few more hoops to jump through and then . . . Paris.
Bon, back to trying to focus on the task at hand - finishing my classes and thesis with flying colors!
Wednesday, March 3, 2010
reflextions on the future . . .
I made an appointment for a final degree check today and it got me thinking about the future, a future that I happen to be very excited about. A future that I happen to be very impatient for its arrival. In approximately 6 months I will be moving back to Paris, though this time my stay there will be indefinite -- well, at least for the foreseeable future.
I cannot wait to be back in the city that I am completely in love with. For those of you who have never been in love with a city, and I mean really in love, let me attempt explain it to you. This type of love is deep and true and I have to say, I think Paris feels the same way about me. In fact, I am certain that my love with Paris is a reciprocal one. I know this to be true because Paris changed me, because Paris gave me the most unforgettable memories, and because Paris is there waiting just as impatiently for my return.
However, I won't actually be living in Paris, but a quaint little suburb called Maisons-Alfort, lovingly nicknamed Maisons-Arnaud after the man who has a special place in my heart, Monsieur Arnaud Saint-Cyr who is of course the reason that M-A, and not Paris, has been chosen as the place of my new abode. But I have to say, Maisons-Alfort has a special place in my heart too. During my time there, the local grocer actually recognized me but more importantly would smile and talk to me every time I stopped by -- something that I never experienced in Paris because Parisians just don't have the time, or the desire, to smile. And my apartment will be undoubtedly bigger than any apartment I could afford in Paris, not to mention less lonely.
Yes, in 6 (hopefully short) months, I will be going home because, after all, home is where the heart is. But I think the most exciting aspect is the uncertainty and the promise of what the future holds.
I cannot wait to be back in the city that I am completely in love with. For those of you who have never been in love with a city, and I mean really in love, let me attempt explain it to you. This type of love is deep and true and I have to say, I think Paris feels the same way about me. In fact, I am certain that my love with Paris is a reciprocal one. I know this to be true because Paris changed me, because Paris gave me the most unforgettable memories, and because Paris is there waiting just as impatiently for my return.
However, I won't actually be living in Paris, but a quaint little suburb called Maisons-Alfort, lovingly nicknamed Maisons-Arnaud after the man who has a special place in my heart, Monsieur Arnaud Saint-Cyr who is of course the reason that M-A, and not Paris, has been chosen as the place of my new abode. But I have to say, Maisons-Alfort has a special place in my heart too. During my time there, the local grocer actually recognized me but more importantly would smile and talk to me every time I stopped by -- something that I never experienced in Paris because Parisians just don't have the time, or the desire, to smile. And my apartment will be undoubtedly bigger than any apartment I could afford in Paris, not to mention less lonely.
Yes, in 6 (hopefully short) months, I will be going home because, after all, home is where the heart is. But I think the most exciting aspect is the uncertainty and the promise of what the future holds.
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