Hey les gens!
A little more than four days have gone since I laid my foot (and even the two of them) on the ground of my 'Douce Fran-ce, cher pays de mon enfan-ce!' ^^ Before that, I spent 84 difficult hours stuck in the middle of a 400 human beings jungle, 'a few' kilometers away from Berlin. German food, non-Swedish noise, common showers, boring speeches, sweaty people, unkind leaders, pathetical drunken teenagers, dark nights...Usch... Usch usch usch.
But we did it! We survived! Fan vad vi är bra, eller hur? And then on tuesday; after loads of problems with our luggage and boarding passes, there we were, about to step on the plane that would bring us back to Paris. Usch usch usch again, I was so anxious that I couldn't breathe and kept on complaining to Marion, who actually didn't feel better than I did.
Anyway... we eventually landed and had to wait for our luggage while our family were waiting for us right behind a glass wall. Scary, eh? Usch. Fortunately, I got my promised kram from Marion and Magali, and after another kram, I had to leave.
I didn't except the whole return-thing to be that easy; before coming back here, I just thought I wouldn't want and wouldn't be able to say anything to anyone... But well, to my greatest satisfaction, I was wrong =P Spent the whole way back home talking about everthing and saying stupid things again, after one year when I thought I had lost the stupid and funny side of my personnality.
So yeah, everything's allright here =) I've already met some of my friends and still have a few to meet soon. And I've realised I live in a beautiful place, and people here speak in a funny way, and they can't drive, and everybody's always complaining and getting mad, and ohhhh I love France. OHHHHH I love Life!!!
Och till mina svenska kompisar som jag saknar skitmycket: ehhh jag saknar er skitmycket ^^ Hoppas ni kommer och hälsar på snart! Och Lovisa, jag har slutat dricka kaffe, för här smackar det ingenting, och det finns ändå inga chokladbollar att äta med, så...