Finir demain, par Clara

What I love about the beginning of holidays : you start by doing all you wanted to do the last month before your exam but couldn’t decently do it. Watching all over again Skins UK 2nd generation, read again The Notebook, Les fleurs du mal, buying and studying new books about the fashion history, fighting all the time with my siblings I don’t live with during school year.. There’s so many movies I want to see, DVDs as well as cinema, so many books I bought this year I haven’t read yet. And I finally know when I start working: July 15th so I’ve approximatively one month left. I love being in my birth place so much.. I don’t have real friends anymore, sometimes I see old “friends” in town but not on purpose, I don’t like the girl I was and the people I used to go out with anymore. Paris is so different, I grew up so much more in one year than in my entire high school time + first year of college. I tried new things, discovered a new me, new tastes, and everything seems so soft here when I party hard, don’t sleep, looks like a zombie all the time in Paris. Here I always start by spending a week outside all the time, then a week all alone in my room just concentrating on things I like. It feels so good to do what you want, when you want, with people loving you right beyond the door if you decide to get some social life. I think that’s it, I just love being here because I have people loving me no matter what ; that’s what I miss the most while in Paris, no-one here when I’m sad or good or at any moment, I don’t have these very true people around me when I need them, I don’t have the choice. All my life seems to be about that : be able to choose. I need to have things, I don’t necessarily want them next to me all the time, but I need to know they’re there waiting for me.