…I kinda want to begin to write my novel tonight. The final project. Because I began to write it when I was 8 years old. The plot has completely changed and matured, but now I think I have it.
I just have procrastinated for months because my characters don’t have names. But the main reason was about the main character, that was, in the most ironic manner, absolutely not defined.
But I don’t know, tonight…it feels right.
And I’ll figure the characters names and other details later. I just have to begin, really begin. Because, well, Neil Gaiman is right. The best way to write a novel is actually to write it.
I was phoning different people, being a responsible adult and everything (I’m not scared at the phone anymore I’m not scared anymore yeeesss)
and my brother phoned me, and I just spent an hour talking to him, making very bad puns and planning birthday gifts and it’s awesome. It has been a long time since I had a lovely brotherly moment with him and I just love him so very very very much, he’s awesome I love him so much I just don’t know what to do with all this love erhglehrgjlerhbgjlerbhg
On the other hand, I couldn’t phone the firm since he phoned me but welp, they will wait tomorrow morning now.
So I re-applied for an internship in that firm I was talking about last week (the one who said “no thank you” even if it seems like a really great firm, like, working world-wide and being innovative and eco-friendly), the human resources manager replied, it’s not a no, it’s not a yes, he wants to know the dates for the internship, FINGERS CROSSED IT’S NOT A NO,
HE’S CONSIDERING SERIOUSLY THIS INTERNSHIP OKAY
I’m excited, if you couldn’t tell by the keysmash.
So you know how a few days ago I received an email from the firm I applied to for my internship next year, saying “no thank you”.
Well my father met his patient, who works in the firm and told him they had a legal department, and the human resources manager said he hadn’t seen my CV. Which is really weird because my letter was adressed to him.
So my father’s patient gave my father the manager’s email address so I can apply again and maybe have a different answer.
Also my parents are totally hooked to The Hour, they marathoned the first season ‘till midnight even though they have to work early. 8D And they can’t stop talking about it, they’re just as excited as I am it’s awesome !
And I’m…back ?
Not sure. Yes maybe. I hesitated, I’m still hesitating. But well. Things to say.
I’m making adult decisions and growing-up. And I feel good about it, that’s the growing-up thing. I’m a bit anxious, but honestly, I don’t feel terrified like a rabbit in the light of a car. I don’t want to roll into a blanket and die when it comes to deciding what to do with my life.
I honestly don’t think that it would be easier to be ran over by a car and die, contrary to what I thought three days ago. I’m okay.
I know I can write, I’m writing and it feels right.
I know that I want to finish my master degree - so I really have to find an internship for next year but, I know I won’t be employed at the end of that internship - probably - so it’s okay if in a lawfirm or in something else.
Concerning this, I might need a little bit of help from all the french people following me, so let’s do this :
Je recherche une entreprise ayant un service juridique - peu importe la location géographique, il me faut des noms, et c’est jamais marqué sur les sites webs. Donc si vous connaissez des entreprises, si vous connaissez des gens qui travaillent dans des entreprises, pouvez-vous voir s’il y a des services juridiques dans le coin ? Parler aux gens qui connaissent des gens qui travaillent dans des entreprises ? Ca me rendrait grandement service.
I know that after my master degree, I’m going to work abroad - and I have my mother support for that gap year. I have already looked up for jobs in Australia and New Zealand, actually, I could apply to be an assistant to teach french, I have seen offers. Maybe. I would love that. Really really really love that.
Otherwise I would go to Boston and that would be equally awesome.
And I will probably start another degree after that, not law anymore because I might have trouble finding a job, so something to complete it. I don’t know, it’s a bit far away, the world has time to turn.
But before that I have to finish my master degree. But it’s going to be okay, I just need to solve that internship thingie. It’s okay. It’s going to be okay. Before easter. Yes, I said it, I will have solved that before easter.
I know I want to write, and I will, I can, I’m writing and it’s good, so I know I will continue writing.
I know I want to be happy. And I’m going to work for that.
Now, that is said, the less serious bloging is going to resume shortly, because I need to seriously scream at people about The Hour and I hate Nidhi with passion for dragging me into this trap.
I’m happy. Plainly happy. Like, I have a smile on my face for several hours now. I do not feel anxiety, I do not worry about tomorrow. I’m happy.
I went with my cousin in town, and bought a lot of things, I spent a lot of money for myself.
I bought the Hobbit moleskine notebook - the brown one :
The red one is also beautiful, but nay, definitly the brown one.
I also went to another library which is an absolute dream, there are so many floors and so many books, libraries in Nantes are absolutely wonderful. Anyway I found the Hobbit in english in a nice edition.
I drank the most delicious hot chocolate at a terrace near a fountain, watching people throw pies at other people’ faces. I’m not kidding.
And after many errands, I ended in an asian grocery where I found mochis ! I love mochis. Nom nom nom nom nom. And coconut jam, like the one I used to eat in Martinique.
And I laughed a lot with my cousin and the sun was shining and we had fun and she was going on and on about her favorite singer so I was going on and on about british actors and it was so nice, I’m just so very happy.