Il ne me reste qu'une semaine......One week left.

As of Friday, I have been living in Montréal for 8 months. 8 MONTHS! I cannot believe that time has passed by this quickly. Summer was lovely, and Fall was even better. Winter hit me in face like a speeding car, but then sped away like a hit-and-run. Now Spring is here, and with it, a renewed sense of self.

I left you, mr dear avid readers, in the minutes prior to my biggest speech of the year. It went alright, especially considering I'm an Anglophone as my professor said. So not all bad.

This past week was my last one will full classes. It went by like all the other weeks, including a lovely dinner (I should really call it a meat-filled feast) chez Leah with Lauren and Morris. I also went through the rite of passage this same day, that being my last grocery trip. Seeing as its takes 45 minutes each way, I'm more than happy to go back to Lucky being just up the road in Pleasanton. Or even Safeway being a 5 minute drive away in Daly City.

I had originally planned on spending the afternoon between classes on Thursday writing my last paper, as I had spent the most part of Tuesday and Wednesday writing one on the USSR. A better opportunity arrived, as Bonnie and I spent the afternoon together. We ate at "L'Avenue", a sort of Québécois modern diner. Great day, including the lovely walk through le Plateau and the hot coffee and croissant that we enjoyed in the Mile-End afterwards. We are both going through a similar transitionary period at the moment, so I definately helps to chat about it with someone who understands.





Friday, I went over to Lauren's and watched the Valetino documentary. It was really cool, despite my limited fashion culture knowledge. I headed back to my place, and did some homework at night. What a Friday night!

Saturday I spent between the library and my place writing that last paper. I finished around 5:30pm, thank god! I wrote a total of 82 pages this semester. 1.5 spacing, and in French. While my finals period is much less stressful than last semester, the overall workload for winter 2010 was way more intense than any previous semester. The on-and-off rain that has persisted since Thursday did make writing about the municipal political parties significantly easier.

Bonnie, Cameron, Guillaume, and I had quite the evening. Between the beer shared by all, a rather odd but interesting sound show, the greek food, and the dancing in the hipster bar, a good night was had by all.

Today, having gotten to bed at approx. 4, I woke up late morning and had a slow get-go. I traded in some movies and CDs at la bibliothèque nationale for some new ones, then headed over to l'Oratoire Saint-Joseph with Bonnie and Cameron. It was a really nice church, albeit a bit creepy with the concrete walls being hit with the organ music. We all went to Second Cup and had some coffee afterwards. We had a really nice chat, then decided to head our own ways around 6pm.





And here I am, writing this blog. I have one last exam in the morning, and then my year abroad will be over. All that will remain will be running some errands, packing, seeing the last of the sights, and physically handing in term papers. It is a lot to process. I will keep you as updated as I can.