Happppyyyyy.

Did I make it clear that I'm happy?

I still can't believe it.

I am going to live in France.




I am going to study in Paris.

Beyond my wildest dreams.

Things do come true. You can attain what you aspire. Simply put you can get what you want, whatever you want. Almost a year ago I had a dream, a dream to go to Paris and study at University. Planning, applications, meetings and introductions took place, I worked hard, I worked extra but yesterday I received the news that I knew would make it all worth it.

Nous sommes heureuse de vous inviter a la universite de Sciences-Po.

Acceptance. Confirmation.

I had it. I AM GOING TO PARIS.

I can't believe after all these thoughts, ideas, plans, dreams, its now really happening. I still listen to Carla Bruni songs on my way to work, imagining myself on the other side of the world, barefoot on cobblestones chasing my french lover. Eating du pain and un chocolat chaud at my local cafe, people watching, taking charming Parisian photos or browsing magazines that I struggled to understand.

I believe that things come true. That if you can think it, believe it, DREAM it, you can make it happen. I truly believe this. For a small town girl to be able to leave for one of the biggest, most glamourous cities in the world, on her own and with only short term plans and a future of opportunity, it is clear that we can make anything happen. Don't stop short of what you can't think or dream, think big, bigger. There's no limit.

People say shoot for the stars, but why stop there when there's footprints on the moon?

Unreal....ity.

Surprise GHD's.

No.

Freaking.

Way.

Frats.

First flat party EVER on a blistering of a Friday = success.

Second flat but first flat party, red cups, beer pong and fairy lights. Yep, we went all out. Friends and people flouded our wee hobode. We were decked out with couches at the entrance, mini pies and lots of beer. Recipe for fun?

Like moths to a light, students to alcohol, music blared and people danced, raged and had fun. Loud voices, laughter, drunken slander and stumbling, all enjoyed themselves. Despite my mini mishap of completely fogetting about cooking savouries only to hear others yell "is something burning?" it went off without a hitch. (All was fine, for those who care, we ate them topless and they tasted delicious. Albeit with lots of Tom sauce.) Coincidentally, Will and Kate were getting married as we through ping pong balls at small cups and stumbled into doorframes, mixed beverages and ate sloppily.

Friends arrived and left, some unknowns arrived and left, unfortunately one such loser stole an occupants few possessions. The nerve. We'll find them.

I had work the next day but made it safely, and in time. Eyelids fuzzy and drooping, I solidiered on.

Long awaited flat warming. I can't wait for the next.