Puceronie. This is the place where
the cool kids the weird, on-their-way-to-trilingual, cat-loving, bisexual, spends-the-day-alone-in-her-room moi will blog from now on. I am hosted by a British-shaped person known as Rachael. And I’m glad to have full control of my layout again! See you there.
Puceronie. This is the place where
I haven’t blogged for real in 10 days! That’s actually surprising, considering all the ideas that have been running through my head. It does mean I can warp up several mini-blogs into one.
First, I got a haircut not long ago, for the first time in over 3 years. Needless to say it was quite necessary. In the meantime, I had used my own hands and a pair of scissors to keep them from getting too long. I do have pictures, but I am too lazy to retrieve them now to post them here. You can see them on Snark and Facebook, anyway.
Second, I got a new pair of glasses!🙂 This is also most welcome. I ran out of contacts over a year ago, so I had to wear an old pair of glasses. They were over 5 years old, not adjusted to my current eyesight, enormous and falling apart. The new pair is red and fits me very well. Pictures coming eventually… My mother’s camera is broken, so I have to rely on either her cell phone or my webcam.
Third, expect some changes computer-wise. Some of them will probably be unnoticed on your side, others will be inevitably seen.
I finally both a router and a missing cable so I could connect my computer to internet. No more using my mother’s computer!
My computer, however, is over 2 years old and has never been formatted. It really needs to be. My goal is to back up everything that needs to be backed up (music and documents, mostly. Programs will simply need to be re-downloaded, since I basically only use built-in or open source programs). Then I can format the old thing, making it like new. And very new it will be, indeed! I intend to install Linux. Some version of Ubuntu, I haven’t decided which one yet. I think this will help my computer, which needs all the space and RAM I can save. An advantage of Ubuntu is that I will be able to update without ever being told to install Vista. I still refuse to touch Vista with a ten-foot bargepole. Whatever a bargepole is.
But, before formatting, I want to finally finish my new personal website. No more wordpress.com, here I come CalmBanana! Rachaely will be hosting me. Actually, she’s already hosting my (very neglected) fanlisting collective, but now she’ll be stuck with all of me.
P.S. Oh, and I’m also in the process of learning German. Fun fun fun!
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My 5-year-old nephew already knew that, when I was a kid, I loved playing with Tonka trucks. That was fine with him. He likes them so much, why wouldn’t I?
But I still have all my Barbie dolls and items. I sometimes take some out for his sister, although she’s still a bit young to be able to dress them up herself and whatnot. My nephew asked me whether I used to play with Barbies too when I was young. And, God forbid, I said yes.
Now it was quite a disturbance in his world. How could I like Barbies when I liked trucks?
I am 20 years old. I have a part-time job. I doubt that’s what I’ll be doing for the rest of my life. Summarizing texts gets old.
Anyway, I have long been interested in languages. More particularly, I have long wanted to learn German and Russian. Of course, around here it’s basically impossible. I’d have to go back to Montreal, which is not a problem at all for me.
I never really think about working in that field. It’s probably because the first thing that comes to mind is teaching and that’s something I really don’t want to do. Me, teach? I would beg for ten seconds in front of the classroom before running off. My mother, however, told me of something else. She knows someone who’s son has learned Russian and now works for the Canadian embassy in Russia.
This has been running through my mind ever since she said that. First, learn languages, which, in itself, is fun. I love being able to understand different languages. Second, travel! If I were to speak French, English and German, many doors would be open to me. Or rather, many countries.
Oh the possibilities!