Avant de partir
Ah le silence… je dois me bien reposer avant de partir…
Je ne serais pas la pendant trois mois. Je ecrirais peut-etre des Etats Unis, je ne sais pas…
… Et je reviendrais quand le nouveau vin est pret…
The cost of farting
After a recent bad encounter with silent farting in a packed cellar, this thought's been disturbing my mind:
http://news.bbc.co.uk/2/hi/uk_news/england/manchester/7984554.stm
Human Rights in Singapore
Look what I've found:
Skiboots
Come monday, the first thing I will do is to buy a pair of ski boots before the sports shops change their shelves. It's SICK, wearing a pair of soggy boots that you know isn't because of your sweat…
A quarter of a century
One find love and betrayal at any age.
At 20, you're too young and inexperienced to be employed.
At 30, you're too old for your first job.
At 40, you get what they call a "mid-life crisis".
At 50, you are the first to go during a recession.
At 60, you might as well retire.
So it really doesn't matter how old you are - there's no difference!
What next?
Oh, there's lots to do next. LOTS, I tell you. Needless to say, life moves on. I finally see the end in sight for this terribly long first-year report. And then there's french, and there are the belly dancing classes, will check out the gym as long as the winter lasts. More time with friends and new friends. More skiing, more outings around the Lémanic region and the countries surrounding, cities I've promised myself to visit, including Lyon, Milan, Cremona… I want to go back to the Bodensee. I want to visit Jordan, Petra, the Dead Sea. And of course, I need to work towards my dream job… an international career.
Alors, cette année, je vais aller à deux conférences. Une en Irlande et une ici à Lausanne. Il n'est pas possible pour attender la troisième, à Hamburg, parce que je vais déménager… non, pas vraiment déménager, je vais travailler aux États-Unis! C'est une bonne chance, et je dois profiter de l'occasion pour visiter les États-Unis. Il sera mon première fois d'y aller. Je vais travailler dans un laboratoire d'un scientifique très connu, pour trois mois, à Harvard. Il était un rêve et maintenant, je suis réveillée, je vais le vivre! Le cours de français va commencer ce vendredi. Regarde toi - je peux déja écrire un paragraphe, et il était seulement une année!
6th December 2008
A whole week with students. What nostalgia! It is almost like teaching a bunch of ourselves three years ago! I'm so tired. I'll go skiing tomorrow.
Still have yet to find the time to make that truffle honey… it's been sitting around for almost two months now.
Sometimes, love is not a good enough reason for two people to stay together. Well, in our case, love is the reason why two people should not stay together. Or should I say, the absence of 'love'. I am glad I am pulling my emotions out of the game. Am I being too dreamy when I say I will finally find 'the one'? Does 'the one' actually exist?
I was so pissed today because I lost my scarf. A cashmere scarf, but not just that - it was given to me by my dad. He might not remember giving it to me, but it was a very warm scarf that meant A LOT to me. I cannot believe why someone would want to steal it - in a photography museum! That is simply uncultured! What did I do to deserve this?
Does it pay to be good?
Rich man’s world
Too complicated?
Ideas today controversy tomorrow
I am so afraid. I actually dread tonight, I dread the next few weeks, I dread the coming months. I hate, simply detest having tears.
Our ideas today differ so much from what they were yesterday. They are shaped by events that have occurred along the way. When judging a certain person, we should put ourselves not only in their shoes, but also in a suitable context.
