The dog has given up on me, he is asleep on the floor. Last night, in the beautiful quiet snow, me having given up on any more studying for my oral French exam, took le chion noir qui viens d'Aylmer and answers to French commands better than English (and you know, I'm really enjoying that, honestly) we went for a walk and the silence and snow covering ice, well, dog wanted down the street, went faster, I ran and we jogged together and I laughed, and thought, yeah, this is what this is all about. I've lost 14 pounds between the dog, the cleaning offices at night, and the stress of a bunch of things and at this point in time, that's good. I am perfect at 128 pounds. That's like 24 pounds to go. Realistically, when I get to about 145 (9 pounds) I am happily back in normal weight and that's fine. Not that I've been that much into heavy that doctors are worried, but I'm somebody that has spent the better part of my life on the edge of underweight simply due to my metabolism (I've never been on a diet, seriously) to be overweight was freaky. To have found the happy combination for me: yay! I'm beginning to love seeing how I look again and that is so nice. Spirits that be: I promise I won't take it for granted again, okay? No more extra weight please. Merci beaucoup.

For me, I'm busy doing studying for my French exams, after a year of part time study. A huge part of me just wants this over with, another part will miss the fun studying part, another, the people I got to know, but finally, I just want to get on with life. That's me. I'm an Aries. I've done two exams. One, comprehension - 1 point less than level C (which is fluent, and, which I had before). If I get another C I'll rewrite this. I slipped up somewhere is why I got this. Oral: had exam today. B, or C? Don't know. Honestly. Written: next week, let you know. On the other hand, doing reporting for fun has been very much that. Check this out:

So yeah, more later,

Cathi