Roller Coaster of Emotions

FUCK!!!!!


Tomorrow I drive to France. I don't even know where I am going or anything. I haven't even finished packing (although that is getting nearer)  but still... I am currently uploading Fifteen Minute French onto my external harddrive...please work on my mini laptop.


Oh my god. I am having massive second thoughts. After everything that has happened this week - seeing the girls, regular catch up with Katie, socialising with work, seeing Alex, and my grandparents and chatting regularly with Joe...
Like I am aware that this as all happened because I am going but it doesn't make it any less amazing to have done all these things (although it does make me skint). I am going to miss everybody so flipping much.


There have been so many tears over the last couple of days, which there shouldn't be cause this is an amazing experience but it is such a massive thing. What if I hate it? What if they hate me? Can you drink French water? What if I forget to drive on the right side of the road?


My brain is in overdrive.


Blurgh.


But anyway, this is the last post for a while as I drive down tomorrow and won't have any internet in the flat, as soon as I do though I will let you all know with another post.


If you want my French address then please message me and I will send it, although there is one rule to you coming to visit me, and that is that you have to come over with some of this tea:

http://www.whittard.co.uk/tea/flavoured_black_tea/spiced_imperial

Apparantly, Whittards went into liquidation at the start of the year so the only way that you can get their tea's now is via their website, and as I dont want to have to pay the fifteen quid fee to get it sent abroad the best thing is to bring it is a gift on your visits - YOU WILL BE REIMBURSED!!!


Tonight I was mainly drinking Brancott Sauvignon Gris - Majestic Parcel wine...LUSH!!!!


Hope and Safe guys x

My Port in Stormy Seas.

Less than a week to go until France.

I have seen the photo's of where I am going to be living...dum dum dummmmm. I had already been told that it was basic, but I wasn't quite aware of how basic. The thought of going back to a single (yes, a single) bed chills me to my core. But it is time to fill my life with beautiful (cheap) things. I didn't have a clue as to just HOW expensive relocating actually was.

Aside from this, I am so super excited. I am moving to France. Fifteen minute French is still none-existent. Need to get that wacked on the old iPod so I can take it over there with me, and learn it. I cannot believe that this time next week I will be posting to you guys in Calais (if I have the internet that is).

So, I got a message from Joe the other day saying I never mention him in my posts (which up until now was true, oops). SO HI JOE!!!!

Oh dear, it is worrying just how much I am missing him now. And what is even more worrying is how much I am going to miss those that are close to me. Come next week I will be a whole ball of missing emotions. These guys are on the top of the list:

 

 

I love you all so much. I need to stay in touch with you all and you know that you are all more than welcome to come and visit me and stay with me and we can drink wine and eat cheese on the beach. But to all of you I want to say thank you for being there for me. For letting me cry on your shoulder. For laughing with me. For getting drink with me. For being there for me. You guys are the best friends a girl can have and I hope you all know what you mean to me.

And to everyone else, the Jones Massive, the Majestic Mandem, the Leeds Crew and the rest of the Chorley lot. I'll see you soon. Holla at me if you want me to bring any cheap wine back :)

Tonight I will be drinking Bollinger Grand Annee (Majestic)

Hellos and Goodbyes.

So starts the horrific task of saying goodbye to people. Although in the grand scheme of things ten months of things isn't all that long, saying goodbye to people that you love and care about is horrible, as I am starting to find. I am trying to concentrate on the positive things and how amazing Calais is going to be, but I have so much to do before I go (I am starting to become really anal about what I have to do) and so little time.


Had a bonkers weekend, went to visit the Father and his family. I met my new half-brother Jack (below) and said goodbye to him and the rest of the family all in one big hit. 

That was weird, I don't see my dad all that much but to know that I am off to Calais and I am not going to see them until next year...its slightly unsettling. Jack is a cutie, and it's always lovely to see Eve, although she doesn't quite understand the idea of her brother and the fact that her sister is going away for a while. Ah well, this is what Skype is for - message me if you want my Skype name.


It's funny, I am really starting to enjoy things that I am not going to have when I am in Calais, like I loved tootling around in the van today, and have even volunteered to do another day in it (and if it means I don't have to do crappy deliveries - like Blackburn Debenhams, which is a shocker of a place to get to then all the better). And I am really enjoying work as well, not that I don't normally, but I am super enjoying it. I feel like I am really getting to grips with the whole wine tasting thing, and although I need to bump on my product knowledge it is all going well.


Calais is really starting to freak me out, I am so excited - strolls on the beach and meeting new people is all so exciting but I am sad to leave my Mum and I am worried and so many things. I booked my EuroTunnel ticket - completely got my timings wrong for getting from Chog to Folkestone but hopefully that will give me more time to get down there (and wee stops and such). I do enjoy the EuroTunnel, but so starts the endless questions of what I can take over there with me on the train thing. Can I take my knitting needles is the big question I have. There is NO WAY I can live ten months without my knitting, trivial to most, vital to me.


Sorry if this is a little boring, hopefully when I get over there things might get slightly more interesting in terms of what you will read.


This evenings plans consist of Portuguese wine - Tesco's (OhMyGod - Traitor), dead people on the television and pretend packing...n'night.

Bank Accounts and Netbooks.

So, after finding out that I have been given a place in the Calais superstore with work, I have a million and ten things that I need to sort out before I go. 

This weekend, my days off were meant to involve a girlie boozy day with Mummy, instead we had a day tackling all the things that I needed to do before I go away (in mere days...) Trying to sort out an English bank account where I would not get charged for using my debit card abroad was a no go. It became obvious as to why bankers became rhyming slang...

After giving up on the bank, we went shopping for fun things...like my new NETBOOK (which I am currently typing this on...) Take a peek...

It was so lovely though cause I bumped into an old college friend which was lovely. He helped me pick my netbook and accessories, and it was lovely to speak to a computer sales person that wasn't just trying to sell me things, but that was actually being honest. 

So today I got a fun new toy to play on, which will help me stay in touch with those that I love and those that I  love to bore while I am away as well spending some lovely time with my mum. So now it is time to settle down with a glass of wine (Potel Chardonnay @ Majestic wine - Jokes) in my classy onesie and make plans for Calais.