Good Weekend

After a pretty blue few days, I was really excited for the weekend to get here.

First, I met one of my very few French friends for coffee on Saturday morning. She helped me practice my French and I'm proud to report, I seem to be improving! Yay! Still awkward and slow, but that's what happens when you start learning a language at 23 years old. I understand almost everything now - it's only speaking that's tough ;)

Then, Saturday afternoon, Kerry came over and we watched Lady GaGa videos for hours on end. We've decided that we want to make our own GaGa outfits and go out on the town in them. I don't know what it is about that lady, but man, I love her. She's just so confident and cool.

Sunday afternoon, Stefi came into town. I hadn't seen her in ages - more than a month. Considering she's living just outside of Paris, it's a shame that we don't get to hang out more. We spent Sunday afternoon walking around Montmartre. She'd never been to Montmartre and she's been in France for 3 months now! The weather was beautiful, though. I got sunburned - first one of the year, mark it! Then, we had gelato. I looooove me some lemon gelato.

So, all in all, very relaxing. It really picked me up out of my bad mood and I feel so much better.

Now, if this volcanic ash cloud hovering over my head would dissipate, the world would be perfect again!

Grey days, grey thoughts.

I know this is going to be really cryptic - but it cannot be helped.

I'm really down today. Thinking about some of the things that have happened in the past two years - regretting the consequences of these things... At the same time, happy with the end result, I guess..? Is it even possible to simultaneously be happy and sad about the end results?

I keep thinking about what I wouldn't have now if I'd never left New York. And what I would.

Growing up is awful. Nobody ever tells you how hard the decisions you'll be faced with are going to be.

Monday, Monday...

It's Monday, and I am actually kind of excited about it - I get a fresh start for this week.

Last week, I stayed on plan allllll week - even with my travel. This week, I'm going to do it again. I'm too scared to get on the scale still, but I figure if I can stick with it for a few weeks, I'll be my regular old self.

Stuff that's new with me over the last few weeks:

1. I bought two pairs of skinny jeans. I never thought I'd be able to wear these so I never even bothered trying them on until this weekend. But I can and they look hot.
2. I've officially submitted my apps to my two first choice grad schools. I've heard back from one (sad face), but I'm still hopeful for the second. And this weekend, I hope to start working on my backup choice grad schools.
3. I'm desperately trying to eat the food that's in my cupboards. I have so many dried goods. It's kind of weird, actually. I must have 14 cans of cream of mushroom soup. I am a hoarder.
4. I've become addicted to making my bed? Apparently this is what being 25 years old brings: an odd, freakish desire to have a tidy bed. I can no longer get out of bed and not make it. When I work from home and see it out of the corner of my eye, it's too distracting. Bed. Must. Be. Made.

Ok - I promise to write more later. I have a really cool book I want to blog about, but since I'm actually supposed to be working right now, it must wait!