Ma maison

Ma maison m'attendait.
J'ai pensé que ça aurait changé un peu.
Et puis non.
Les mêmes napperons reposaient sur la même tablette, le téléphone traînait bien loin de son socle comme à l'habitude et sur mon bureau le bordel était similaire au précédent.
Tout était pareil.

Ma maison me regardais avec cet air de tu ne croyais pas vraiment que je me laisserais transformer, tu me connaissais enfant et pour toi je resterai toujours la même en dedans.

Ce n'est que plus tard que j'ai remarqué que la bouteille de shampoing s'était vidée de son précieux liquide, qu'un fauteuil s'était immiscé juste là et que les ustensiles avaient changé de compartiment sans avertir.

Alors seulement, j'ai regardé ma maison avec cet air de je savais bien que tu changerais toi aussi, mais promets-moi que tu seras encore là pour m'attendre quand je serai grande.

PEI (part 14) - End-glish

English can make you sing, English can give you wings
English can knock you down
English can get you hired, English will make you tired
Don't worry, help is all around
-Staff song- (chorus)

Just a little thank you for the staff and the teachers, they were unique and memorable.

Thank you also to all the friends I met for the wonderful moments we had together.
Cheesy, maybe, but undeniably true.
I miss you already.

It is almost over, it is hard to believe !

PEI (part 13) - Zeus

Zeus, god of thunder and lightning.
I can't tell you without a doubt that he was particularly angry yesterday night.
The sky that was becoming white every minute.
And the thunder louder each time.
People frightened and dripping were running in the residences.
Suddenly, power outage.
Finally, we brang our sleeping bags and in the Lobby, watched a movie (thanks the generator) and played cards.
It was quite nice !

And we all forgot to close our windows...
(Don't worry, there were not floods in our apartments...only some wet curtains...and pillows...)

PEI (part 12) - Crossroads

That's it ! I have reach the point of no return.
Now, I don't want to leave anymore.
I am attached to friends, attached to an island, attached to islanders.
Fortunatly, I have 8 days left to imprison in my mind as many memories as possible.

PEI (part 11) - Northwest Passage

Three guys of the staff sang it a capella at the Coffee House last week.
Since them, it haunts me.

Northwest Passage, by Stan Rodger.


Here is another version :
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TuvX2MBPSpI

And it will be associate forever to PEI in my memory.

PEI (part 10) - Journal entry

Here is a story I wrote for my last journal entry. I received good comments about it and I want you to read it too.

The sky was glowing over their heads. Her blond hair was now golden. His green eyes were brighter than ever.
And vice versa.

"I am not sure about it anymore", she says.

"Me, I am."

The tall man nodded, filled with admiration for his little sister. She smiled, touched by his approval. She had told her family one week ago that she wanted to leave. Leave them. Leave all of them. Than, she had announced that she had already bought his flight ticket to San Francisco, at the other extremity of the country, and that there was no way to change her mind. The young woman had let nobody question her decision since then.
Except now. Now, in front of the Atlantic ocean. Now, next to her big brother. Now, she was doubting.

"Me, I am. I am sure about it, Laura."

At the moment she pronounced these words, she finally felt she had make the right decision. Any doubt suddenly vanished. She could leave.

I miss writing in french, I miss the 10 words we can use to express a single feeling. But this story comforts me a little.

From Halifax

I have 10 minutes.

I am in Halifax.
Temperature is perfect.
I ate lunch at Point Pleasant park.
I went down-town Halifax, saw boats, walked in the port, went through the Public Gardens, sat in the grass of the Citadel Park.
I am going on a cruise tonight.

More info when I get another 10 minutes.

Ps : F was there yesterday. Me too. And we couldn't see each other. Arg.

Edit :

The cruise will become the best moment of the week-end.
Ex-aequo with Peggy's Cove the next morning.
My "mirages", I dreamed of F both nights I was in Halifax.