http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4K1q9Ntcr5g
Go to that link, haha.
Their anthem is over five minutes! And it sounds amazingly epic.
At school, our anthem sounds like it's sung by the backstreet boys...haha.
Sunday, April 11, 2010
Things to be excited about:
-Eiffel tower
-The Louvre
-French Alps
-South of France, and the sea!
-Speaking amazing french, a skill that i can actually use in canada!
-Amazing french food!
-WINE AND CHEESE!
-Being so close to other countries
-Rotary trips!
-Meeting a whole new group of amazing exchange students <3
-Euro tour!
-Meeting new people
-French boys! [common, i'm only human, haha].
-Being independent
-host siblings, maybe even a little brother or sister! :]
-teaching people things about Canada they never could have imagined before
- LEARNING SO MANY THINGS I COULD HAVE NEVER IMAGINED BEFORE! wooo!
-The Louvre
-French Alps
-South of France, and the sea!
-Speaking amazing french, a skill that i can actually use in canada!
-Amazing french food!
-WINE AND CHEESE!
-Being so close to other countries
-Rotary trips!
-Meeting a whole new group of amazing exchange students <3
-Euro tour!
-Meeting new people
-French boys! [common, i'm only human, haha].
-Being independent
-host siblings, maybe even a little brother or sister! :]
-teaching people things about Canada they never could have imagined before
- LEARNING SO MANY THINGS I COULD HAVE NEVER IMAGINED BEFORE! wooo!
Thursday, April 1, 2010
Let Fate Decide...
Sorry I'm such a slack, haha. I found out my country over a month ago, and I still haven't posted it yet. It's a good thing that no one reads this yet, haha. Anyone who knows me obviously already knows though. Anyways, the country I will be living in for the next year is...
So, in case you live in a box, that is the French flag and France is located in western Europe. They speak french, but seeing as they border on many different countries, the french varies depending on the city. I still don't know my city yet, which is pretty lame, but I am hoping to know soon!
If you have talked to me at all about this, you probably know that France was not a country that I wanted to go to. This was for a mixture of reasons that I was originally going to explain here, but I’ve decided against it. Pretty much, i should never have listened to the rumors or gossip about where i was going, or the type of exchange France has to offer, because it seriously affected my expectations. I obviously should know better than to listen to rumors, or peoples gossip, but I was still very surprised when my shaking hands open the envelope to reveal that my country was France. Even though the gossip I had heard was stupid, it still stung me and a flourish of negative thoughts came to my mind that I couldn't stop at the time. I hadn’t expected to be the one outbound sitting there dumb-founded while everyone else was about to jump right out of their pants. I’m usually the one over excited and freaking out, but that’s because I am very emotional and I can never hide what im feeling, so this was no exception.
I don't think anyone expected me to go to France, and i could feel an air of awkward confusion after I read my country. If my mother hadn’t video taped it I probably wouldn’t believe it all happened. I was one of the last names to be called, I was so shaky and nervous I couldn’t even remember what countries had already been called. I walked slowly and steadily to the podium, as to not embarrass myself more than necessary. I took the envelope, took a very deep breath, whispered “okay” and used my shaky hands to open the envelope and read my country. I lifted the top fold and there it was, the big purple all caps letters that told my fate:
FRANCE.
And then I said it, “I’m going to France!”
Except it really came out more like, “igoingtufrance,” and then I could feel anything anymore. My mind exploded, and the next thing I knew the two inbounds from France were running down to give me a hug of congratulations, that I honestly don’t remember, then I tried to steadily make my way back to my seat. My mom gave me a hug when I sat down, and I think she was even crying a little. My dad was also very happy, that’s where he wanted me to go all along. For some reason while I sat there I felt the need to open my letter a few more times to read it, as if it weren’t real or the country would magically change, or tell me never mind. I whispered it to myself over and over, “France, I’m going to France.” I got many looks, most of them knowing and fearing what I may have been thinking. I replied to everyone with my biggest smile and most convincing nod. I could feel tears coming, but I wasn’t sure why. I guess its just of information to take in through six little purple letters.
The rest of the afternoon was spent in continent groups talking about things that I really don’t remember. I remember looking around and seeing tears and smiles and some faces like mine, faces that showed their mind was in a place other than that room. I remember when the tears really came. “It’s very important to you all to learn a bit of the language before you go, it means a lot to just know how to say hello, please, and thank you.” Oh yea, bonjour, s’il vous plait, merci. Merde, je peux deja dire cela! It was then that I realized why I felt the way I did. The language thing was getting to me, and I remember all those stupid rumors I had heard before, and all the gossip. I realized that most of the things i had been excited about had changed, and i was going to need a bit of time to adjust to that.
I got to spend a lot of time talking to the one inbound from France named Aurilien. The other boy, Geoffroy talked more to my parents than me. Oh the long stories some people will see if they can read between the lines, haha. My parents really enjoyed the chat. I wasn’t sure what to ask, I just wanted to be told all the wonderful things, which Aurilien was good at doing. "You will go to parties all ze night," he said, haha. He was also truthful though, France is not a country that is easiest to fit in to. One must be friendly and outgoing to make friends, but im not too worried.
I was upset about France because i had not taken the time to see all the wonderful things it has to offer, whereas i had with almost all the other countries. I knew there was no changing my country, so as soon as stopped being such a sappy loser i started to do some research. I wish i had welcomed France to my heart sooner than i did, though i cant take back anything now so there is not point in regret. Honestly, after two days i was more excited than ever to go on exchange! I actually know a lot of people who live in France, so i started talking to them right away. There are a few families that my family is very close with because they lived in Canada for three or more years when i was a kid, i don’t really remember them but they remember me. Which is awesome because they all want me to visit them, one family even lives in Belgium and has a summer house in the south of France! I looked at lots of pictures from the last girl who went to France and they are all so awesome. I had no idea how beautiful France was, i guess they only really teach you about those silly cathedrals...haha.
I have started to make a "to do" list already haha. Most of it is just places i want to go, i hope i can check off as many things as possible! I honestly can't wait...it's just so exciting! i wish i knew my city, and the day i'll be leaving, but i dont know any of that yet. Hopefully i'll find out soon so i can post the details.
France may not have been my country of choosing, and i will admit i felt some disappointment. However i believe that everything happens for a reason. This is my fate and i will make the very most of it. Everyday i get more excited. This still doesn’t feel real, so for now i am still but dreaming for the future.
So, in case you live in a box, that is the French flag and France is located in western Europe. They speak french, but seeing as they border on many different countries, the french varies depending on the city. I still don't know my city yet, which is pretty lame, but I am hoping to know soon!
If you have talked to me at all about this, you probably know that France was not a country that I wanted to go to. This was for a mixture of reasons that I was originally going to explain here, but I’ve decided against it. Pretty much, i should never have listened to the rumors or gossip about where i was going, or the type of exchange France has to offer, because it seriously affected my expectations. I obviously should know better than to listen to rumors, or peoples gossip, but I was still very surprised when my shaking hands open the envelope to reveal that my country was France. Even though the gossip I had heard was stupid, it still stung me and a flourish of negative thoughts came to my mind that I couldn't stop at the time. I hadn’t expected to be the one outbound sitting there dumb-founded while everyone else was about to jump right out of their pants. I’m usually the one over excited and freaking out, but that’s because I am very emotional and I can never hide what im feeling, so this was no exception.
I don't think anyone expected me to go to France, and i could feel an air of awkward confusion after I read my country. If my mother hadn’t video taped it I probably wouldn’t believe it all happened. I was one of the last names to be called, I was so shaky and nervous I couldn’t even remember what countries had already been called. I walked slowly and steadily to the podium, as to not embarrass myself more than necessary. I took the envelope, took a very deep breath, whispered “okay” and used my shaky hands to open the envelope and read my country. I lifted the top fold and there it was, the big purple all caps letters that told my fate:
FRANCE.
And then I said it, “I’m going to France!”
Except it really came out more like, “igoingtufrance,” and then I could feel anything anymore. My mind exploded, and the next thing I knew the two inbounds from France were running down to give me a hug of congratulations, that I honestly don’t remember, then I tried to steadily make my way back to my seat. My mom gave me a hug when I sat down, and I think she was even crying a little. My dad was also very happy, that’s where he wanted me to go all along. For some reason while I sat there I felt the need to open my letter a few more times to read it, as if it weren’t real or the country would magically change, or tell me never mind. I whispered it to myself over and over, “France, I’m going to France.” I got many looks, most of them knowing and fearing what I may have been thinking. I replied to everyone with my biggest smile and most convincing nod. I could feel tears coming, but I wasn’t sure why. I guess its just of information to take in through six little purple letters.
The rest of the afternoon was spent in continent groups talking about things that I really don’t remember. I remember looking around and seeing tears and smiles and some faces like mine, faces that showed their mind was in a place other than that room. I remember when the tears really came. “It’s very important to you all to learn a bit of the language before you go, it means a lot to just know how to say hello, please, and thank you.” Oh yea, bonjour, s’il vous plait, merci. Merde, je peux deja dire cela! It was then that I realized why I felt the way I did. The language thing was getting to me, and I remember all those stupid rumors I had heard before, and all the gossip. I realized that most of the things i had been excited about had changed, and i was going to need a bit of time to adjust to that.
I got to spend a lot of time talking to the one inbound from France named Aurilien. The other boy, Geoffroy talked more to my parents than me. Oh the long stories some people will see if they can read between the lines, haha. My parents really enjoyed the chat. I wasn’t sure what to ask, I just wanted to be told all the wonderful things, which Aurilien was good at doing. "You will go to parties all ze night," he said, haha. He was also truthful though, France is not a country that is easiest to fit in to. One must be friendly and outgoing to make friends, but im not too worried.
I was upset about France because i had not taken the time to see all the wonderful things it has to offer, whereas i had with almost all the other countries. I knew there was no changing my country, so as soon as stopped being such a sappy loser i started to do some research. I wish i had welcomed France to my heart sooner than i did, though i cant take back anything now so there is not point in regret. Honestly, after two days i was more excited than ever to go on exchange! I actually know a lot of people who live in France, so i started talking to them right away. There are a few families that my family is very close with because they lived in Canada for three or more years when i was a kid, i don’t really remember them but they remember me. Which is awesome because they all want me to visit them, one family even lives in Belgium and has a summer house in the south of France! I looked at lots of pictures from the last girl who went to France and they are all so awesome. I had no idea how beautiful France was, i guess they only really teach you about those silly cathedrals...haha.
I have started to make a "to do" list already haha. Most of it is just places i want to go, i hope i can check off as many things as possible! I honestly can't wait...it's just so exciting! i wish i knew my city, and the day i'll be leaving, but i dont know any of that yet. Hopefully i'll find out soon so i can post the details.
On rencontre sa destinée souvent par des chemins qu’on prend pour l’éviter.
France may not have been my country of choosing, and i will admit i felt some disappointment. However i believe that everything happens for a reason. This is my fate and i will make the very most of it. Everyday i get more excited. This still doesn’t feel real, so for now i am still but dreaming for the future.
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