This Year of Love

Something really weird happened in my life and still now, I have no explanation for it. It's just like someone esle is living my life without me. I will try to be clearer about this episode of my life. Last May, I had just finished my first year in a business school and passed all my courses with an A. I had been also in the president's list, and sure that it was a honor for me. You might wonder why I'm using the past tense to talk about my business school because I'm normally suposed to still pursuemy studies there. During that year at my business school, I realized that my life did not resemble at all at what I had been expecting during my secondary school years. It was simply the contrary of that university life that I was eager to live; I had to be blocked in a far region where it is snowy and cold, I had to live in a comunity of students having the same wrong ideas and ideals, and also I had to be controled about all my actions...it wasn't the life I dreamed of. Sure that our dreams never completely become true, but only a part of them. Only in my case, nothing was going well, and I felt oppresed. The only thing that I really liked was my studies! But it wasn't a reason to forget about my social life, because it was simply impossible to have a normal social life there.

It had been very hard for me to decide for the change because it implied persuading my parents, restarting from the beginning and also giving up my scolarship at the my business school. It's sure that it wasn't an easy task to perform, my parents were sure that it was the best university ever exists, and blamed me about my instability. But I wasn't about giving up my plans. It was important for me, and I promised that I will succeed doing it. Sometimes, I was really fed up with the huge number of documents to prepare for my visa and all the staff, but I kept doing it. Almost everybody thought that I made a wrong choice, but nothing would have changed my goal.

Now, I'm living at la Cote d'Azur, it's really nice and sunny. I do feel the difference between the last year and now, and I'm pleased to do what I always worked for. Sure that I left the neast of the campus , and that living on my own implies more responsabilties...But I'm ready to be as responsible as I'm expected to, and even more. It's a dream come true...but not always a dream in the real life.

One important thing that I didn't talked about is that vital organ that everyone of us has, and that controls our lives physically and emotionally. It's the hear, my heart that guides me troughout the oceans and the cultures to this part of the world. At any moment I didn't asked my mind, because my heart took the whole place, and decided for me. Sure that you might imagine that my heart does not belong to me...and you're right. Still, he guides me. emotionally, we talk about love, passion...I don't have a word to describe it, I just keep saying that it's a splendid and gorgeous experience of life. Incousciously, it does many good things that you don't realise...love makes you happier, more indulgent, more beautiful and finally makes you feel loved. It's the best therapy of self-esteem. If love makes me move on to Nice...it can makes others to do crazier things. It's the love of my life, the love of my studies and the love of a person...

C'est ma Vie apres Tout!

J'ai décidé d'agrémenter mon blog d'une nouvelle catégorie intitulée 'Ma Life'. L'objectif n'est pas de raconter de façon défrichée mes déboires ou mes joies, mes soirées ou mes sorties...mais c'est surtout de démarrer du cas spécial qu'est le mien lors de situations plus ou moins anodines et d'en tirer une certaine règle générale. L'autre but c'est aussi une manière de philosopher et méditer sur nos vies -mais pas au sens péjoratif-. De profiter de nos fautes pour faire de notre mieux les prochaines fois, de célébrer nos succès et de nous féliciter de notre courage. Le courage de nous réveiller chaque jour et d'affronter la vie avec tous ses aléas. Nous sommes des êtres forts et remplis de bonne volonté, malgré toutes nos fragilités internes, on se donne le moyen d'être d'attaque chaque matin, et ceci demande un sacré courage. Nos vies ressemblent à des sitcoms, moins drôles par moments, ou tout s'enchaine ne nous laissons point le temps de penser ou de réagir autrement. Joies, deuils, coups de cœur, chagrins d'amour...c'est notre vie nous femmes et hommes du 21 eme siècle. Notre vie est chargée de choses primordiales comme nos relations avec notre famille, nos carrières respectives ou alors de choses moins importantes comme le concert de 50 cent auquel on veut assister ou le dernier sac Gucci qu'on veut s'offrir. Mais c'est un tout cohérent et harmonieux qui fait de nous des êtres aimables, vivants et spontanés...heureux de ce qu'ils sont. Je vous laisse le plaisir de retrouver de temps à autre des notes concernant ma vie, suivies de petites analyses purement personnelles.

PS: Il se pourrait que mes notes soient en anglais ou en français!