I was fondled by an old lady...

I guess I haven't written on this for a while... woops.

WELL! To those of you who don't know.. I'm home from France. A little early.. but it's alright. Working at Club Correze was quite the experience, I'm glad it happened, but it sucks they dicked us around so much in the end.

If anyone who worked at Correze is reading this; thank you. The staff was the only reason it was awesome.. and the kids, some of them were fantastic.

Being home is a little strange, getting sick of hearing "how was france?" "good to be home?". There are about 300 different answers to those questions, all of which apply. I'm glad to be home because I get to drive my car again. I'm sad to be away because I miss the 20 or so people that I met on my trip. I'm glad to be home because my mom rules at cooking. I'm sad to be home because I miss the freedom of travelling. The list of things go on. Really I'm not happy or sad, just the same, moving on with life.

I'm definitely looking forward to the future, moving in with Eric in Victoria! It's all very exciting! Stoked to go back to school too... I miss using my brain.. I think it's atrophyed.

Today I was fondled by an old lady at the chilliwack exhibition. Made my day.