Bien le bonjour, les gens!

je suis d'une humeur particulièrement joyeuse ces jours-ci, malgré le fait que, Lovisa étant malade (sa gorge a trépassé, dixit elle-même), je suis privée de sa compagnie depuis lundi; que par conséquent, je n'ai pas 'fikat' depuis plus de trois jours; que les cours sont absolument ennuyeux; que l'anniversaire de sigge approche à grands pas et que je n'ai toujours pas dégotté de cadeau; que la case de mon Cher Cerveau mobilisée pour les révisions du concours Sciences Po se reconvertit résolument en case "détente absolue"; que mes amis et ma famille me manquent; que je suis complétement à la traîne en ce qui concerne les scoops et potins familiaux... etc. [question: aprés 'malgré le fait que', on met de l'indicatif ou du subjonctif???? J'crosi que j'me susi plantouillée.]

J'm'en fiche, je suis heureuse, point. Môsieur Soleil brille à fond les ballons, les oiseaux gazouillent, la neige fond et on marche dans la boue, mes Converses ont passé l'hiver suédois sans dégâts majeurs, je me ballade en pull quand il fait 10 degrés Celsius, soient 50.00000180000018 degrés Fahrenheit - même que c'est véridique. Je vais aux cours de Francais de Sigge et Anton, et j'adore, parce que tout de même, un Suédois qui parle francais, c'est tout à fait charmant =P . Je souris, voire rigole, toute seule en rentrant à pieds de l'école. Je rigole bien au téléphone avec Magali. Je ne suis finalement pas si accro que ca au café suédois  (Victoire!!!!!!). je vais aller à Berlin du 29 juin au 3 juillet, et même qu'Anne-Murielle a intérêt á venir, même si, selon elle:

"Nan mais y'aura 400 personnes, ca va être plein de bactéries, c'est dégueu' !"

Je suis allée voir la comédie musicale du lycée, Ung Scen, á laquelle participent des amis (Caro et Anny, ni var verkligen duktiga! =) ). Je lis Thérése Raquin, de Zola, et réflexion faite, je dois être un peu bizarre, parce que malgré les descriptions beurk, j'aime bien (Kôtch, rappelle-toi les poèmes d'Agrippas d'Aubigné et de l'autre...Théophile de Viau...!) . ET blablablablabla.

Moi je dis,

il faut pas grand chose pour aimer la vie! (rime)

Today I'm too lazy to do anything, so I'll stay at home. Anyway, I have to read that book about the History of the XXth century... =/ But before that, there are quite many things I have to tell you.

The Swedes are quite a weird specie; when you're really bad at something, they will never tell you. For exemple, if you keep on making mistakes while speaking Swedish, they will just correct you every minute and they they will tell you with the biggest smile ever : Vad duktig du är! (How good you are). And actually it makes you feel even more stupid...

 Ok, this was just a little thing I had wanted to write about for quite a long while, so now I'll tell you about these few last days.

Well, on monday, Frederik and anne-Murielle came to Umeå. The first thing anne said was: Can't we go out? It's so sunny, I want to run!. So we decided to go downtown, which usually takes about one hour. But Frederik and i decided to walk on the frozen river, which Anne didn't really think was such a good idea, because you have to walk like a Yeti or whatever, since there is about 15cm of snow on the ice. But we did it. It took much time, Anne kept on complaining about us having so stupid ideas, our shoes were full of snow, but on the whole, we kind of had fun =P   on the evening, we met Lovisa and we all went 'fika' in some coffee; that was nice =D

Then we hung around in the center of Umeå, looking for shoes and clothes for Anne and Fred. As usual, we discovered a few weird things that only Swedes can dare wear. And other things that only Swedes can invent, such as having a window between the kitchen and the toilets at MacDonald's.

On tuesday, we went downtown on foot again, just to buy our tickets for Umeå Open, which is an annual music festival in Umeå, with many cool bands from Sweden (and Norway and Germany). Anne took to bus back to Skeelefteå on tuesday evening. Which was quite a pity, because fred and i had really much fun 'sparka' (=traineau, luge, en fin bref)  in the streets around the house. We almost died several times, but in the end, we were quite proud of our advances!  =P And fred went back to Skellefteå the day after.

And finally yesterday, i woke up at 7:30, and at 9 we (Ola, Sigge and i) went to some place to ski. There's no need for me to say that given that I'm extremely bad at it, i fell at least a thousand times. And the last time I tried to get down the piste, i just crashed into a girl who had stopped right where I wanted to turn. i got her stick on my nose, which became really hard and a bit blue... NIICE. Today it's still a bit blue and swollen, and i think I'll go and see the doctor oif it doesn't get normal soon... =/ But it's ok, I'm not dead, and i was even driven back up the piste on a snow scooter! hehehehe. That was cool, really.

But now I've got to go and study, so ciao people!

    Jaja...

   Feel like going to Finland or anywhere else, these days. I don't know why exactly, but I need to move and see something else than Umeå - though i really like this town. I think I'll spend a week end in Stockholm with Magali soon, but it's really expensive, even by bus... So we'll see.

   Well, actually I don't have much to say today either...

   My dear fellow, the rabbit - Filip or Flip, you decide - passed away last nigt. That's a pity, I kind of liked him; I liked changing his water twice an hour because it was freezing too fast. And I liked putting carefully every wisp of straw back in his hutch, even though I perfectly knew it was stupid and useless...

Actually, I've even started to like the cat, too. Tough cats are usually not really my friends. But i don't know...She's mot my best buddy yet, but well...I've been forced to admit - inwardly - that cats are not always that horrible. But our starting friendship has some limits, especially when I'm motivated to study and that she just comes to me and puts her bottom on my book...But on the whole, I'm a nice girl, so i manage to remain nice to her - which wouldn't be the case if I was her owner, it goes without saying.

    Oh but now it's high time I started to tell about the weather. Haven't played Madame Météo for ages... Dear readers, it's a disaster! The temperature goes from -25 to 0 to 10, and so forth. You don't care, I guess, but I do. Fight the global warming, nom d'un bzigouigouic!

As regards Môsieur Soleil, it's making gigantic advances; rises around 7, and goes to bed around 5pm - which means it's totally dark around 6:30, i think. So THAT'S nice! And soon I'll start to go to school by bike again, if it's not too cold and  above all if I'm not too lazy. - i know this piece of information had nothing to do with Môsieur Soleil, but who said every things one says have to be linked??!.

    I have to go now. I'm gonna work a little ('Histoire du XXème siècle') for Sciences Po competitive exam. Which I'll never pass, but let me hope.

Chepoum, chepoum. lalalalala. =)