So Valentine's Day wasn't all it was cracked up to be, since I woke up with a splitting headache.  I blame it on the stress of the French oral exam, but really I have a bunch of things weighing heavily on my shoulders.  I went back to bed, then later got up for a nice brunch a deux with Jim prior to joining him on his excursion of taking Moe to the vet's.  I did wake up to a very nice stuffed dragon with a heart in his hands (and on the tip of his tail) that was sitting on a heart shaped box of cherry chocolate kisses that was nice .

You see, Moe has been sneezing like crazy the last few days, lazing around not his usual perky self, and I even saw him with tears in his little eyes.  Poor thing.   Well, good news for Moe, it was just a cold so no pills needed, but bad news for Moe he's overdue on some shots and at 17 3/4 pounds is overweight so he will be getting needles in the future (also to be joined by Domino who is also overdue for shots) and they are now back to being sure they get only one cup of dry food each a day.  The endless bowl has to stop, unfortunately.  I'm glad they don't like people food, that would be a whole other issue if they did.  Moe was back strutting his stuff and trotting dangerously around the dog last night so I think just the going to the vets was enough for him to think, okay, better stop playing flop cat and be myself again.

Nothing says love like doing the janitorial stuff (including the garbage for the building) together.  LOL, yes we did that too.  No special dinner for us last night, but I did get chocolates for Jim and little guy to enjoy.  Then, just as I was about to go have a bath, a conversation with someone that had me in tears, mainly because it reminded me of the fact that I will forever be paying for trying to be nice, and by paying I mean emotionally.  I've missed a lot of a special person's life, and I'm likely not going to have a chance to ever be what I should be again, and that really really hurts.  But what can you do.  Choices are made, and if the whole world will never understand why I've done some of the things that I have, even though it was for the best, well, I guess I have to gritt my teeth and bare it.  Other people have much heavier burdens on their hearts than I do.  I guess I just don't like when it is thrown in my face how people feel about me, but yeah, that's life.  Anyway, that kind of ruined the night for me and poor Jim was left trying to understand why I was crying and me not wanting to say anything right away, I just went to my bath and let the water soothe me.  Didn't help much.  I'm glad it's the weekend, I just want to sleep for a month.  My headache came back and is now in "under control" mode with ibuprofen, and I do plan to zonk out when I get home.

As for my French oral exam?  I got my B level.  That means I'm bilingual, though not in a fully fluent can do and say anything level (that's a C) but bilingual enough to take on bilingual jobs if I see one I'm interested in.  Next up is my written exam (grammar) next week.  If it's a B, then I'll stay happily at a BBB level.  If it's a C, then I'll rewrite my comprehension one and try to get CBC.  I'm guessing it'll be a B though.  And that would be just fine.  At this point I am so burned out from trying to do everything that I don't want any more of this for a while.  I just want to work on my university course and do a little on my books.

C'est tous.  Oh, and hopefully try not to let ghosts from my past make me cry anymore.  Ce n'est pas simple, mais, qu'est-ce je doit faire?  C'est comme il est.