Something To Write About

I wish I had something interesting to write about.

All I can say is that I'm excited to go to France, but I don't want to leave Neal behind. And it's sort of the same thing when he goes to Japan. So thoughts of our separation have been filling my mind lately.

As for writing here when I'm in France, I'm not sure how often I'll do it. Mm. Caillaud wants us to keep a journal in French of what happens and our observations. Because I'll be handwriting about everything that is going on, I know I won't want to do it again here.

This just might be a venting blog then, and then it'll probably just say the same things over and over again.

So we'll all just have to see what happens. It might be easier to just do video updates.

I'm off to spend the day with Neal and then maybe we'll be heading to Arya's for her Be Our Guest party.

Love,
Elle

New Pet

I've narrowed it down to two animals that I want to have as a pet.

The first is a mouse.

The second is a brown bear.

That is all.

Ghost Stories and Burning Oils.

Today is such a weird day. I woke up in pain. My meds wore off from last night and my cramps had come back in full blast. Thank God that Neal was there. He was more than supportive as I suffered.

He's such a great guy.

Anyway, he left this morning to go to class and then have the rest of the day and night with his friends.

So I kissed him at the door and then took a shower. The rest of my morning was spent wrapped in blankets on the couch. I had wanted to be more productive, but my head was killing me.

Finally, I passed out at around noon and didn't wake up until three. Unfortunately, because I had only had a few bites of yogurt this morning, I was so hungry that I was exhausted.

How I got dressed and ready I have no idea. However, I did get myself to Meijer.

As I wandered around the store, I almost ran into a pole and three different people. Thankfully, I was able to pay for my good and get out without any casualties.

Finally, I stumbled home and put my stuff in the fridge and ate my lunch/dinner. I found myself back on my couch with a remote in my hand.

America's Next Top Model was over. Nothing good was on... until I went to the Biography channel. Celebrity Ghost Stories and then Paranormal State.

So, if you know anything about me, you know I'm a sucker for ghost stories. These two shows are the epitome of ghost stories... I mean, besides Ghost Hunters and Ghost Hunters International. Those two shows are legit too... but they aren't on right now.

Anyways. I turned on my ghost story show and then set up my new essential oil burner with a nice light fragrance.

I'm not sure if it's working though. Well, it is, but I'm not smelling anything. It's probably because I'm in the same room and have been here for the gradual change of smell. I'm sure if anyone else were to come in they'd smell it.

But, back to the ghost story thing.

I'm watching these shows and I've actually just realized that I am going to be home alone tonight. So this will be an interesting night. Thankfully, Neal will be back tomorrow evening.

I just feel like I'm trying to get as much of him as I can before I leave.

Oh to attempt the impossible.

Much love and peace
Elle.

Mornings

I am starting to love mornings. And not just the waking up part.

Well, actually, that's a huge part of it.

I love waking up in Neal's arms. I love feeling wrapped up in his embrace and then feel his lips on my forehead. He pulls me closer, cracks open a sleepy eye and murmurs "Good Morning."

After I respond with a "Morning," we cuddle together for as long as our schedules allow.

Right now, it's the thing that I will miss the most when I go to France.

Positive

I just noticed all of these posts have gotten a little down. So this one is to bring everything back up to a neutral level at least.

There are a few things that I want to talk about in this post! The first: Legend of Korra.

Oh my goodness. That episode was INTENSE! However, I felt that maybe this episode should have been the one that they made the two week break after.

Or maybe it's a good thing that we only have to wait a week for Episode 9. I'm not sure if the fandom could hold itself together after that little clip featuring Tarrlok. In fact, I think that the LoK fandom would find a way into the show itself, drag the bastard kicking and screaming from his smug seat in the council, and demolish him.... or find the creators of the show and have them make Korra do it.

I can honestly say that I have no idea what is going to happen next. I can say that I really want Naga to find Korra, and in my heart of hearts, I want Asami to be good. I want her to be good so hard.

But...

But I don't think that she is. Or I think that she's going to do one thing that betrays or screws over Team Avatar but then feels bad and will return to it.

What if she becomes like a reverse Zuko. Like she's friends with the avatar at first and then slowly becomes enemies.

I can't say. I don't know. I just love this show. It is the highlight of my Saturday.

Speaking of shows that I also love, I love the Borgias on Shotime! Jeremy Irons, well the whole cast, is absolutely amazing. The show is sexy and addictive and gives me something to look forward to on Sunday.

Between these two shows, my weekend is set.

However, I do not have anything to do this week now that tutoring is over. Tomorrow, I am spending some time with Neal, but I'm not exactly sure what to do. I mean, we both don't have that much money. I suggested we watch Nintendo's E3 showcase, but he didn't seem too into it.

Back to the drawing board...

Love and Peace
Elle

Dreamscape

I've been having a lot of dreams recently and all of them have had the theme of... well, me repressing some part of myself. Or me not recognizing a potential of myself. I'm not exactly sure what to make of that. Is it because I feel like I'm not recognizing my potential, or is it because I'm actually not recognizing my potential? And my potential in what?

I guess I'm just feeling a little lost right now. Not like that's a bad thing. When I'm lost, I grow the most. But... it sucks feeling this way.

Food

*sigh* I don't think I'm eating right.

My body is wigging out on me again.

Or it could possibly be that I've added a new food to my diet which is making my body adjust.

I'm not going to put all the things I'm feeling here, but I, my physical form, just feels a bit off.

Oh well, we'll see.