Somehow I have no idea where the past few days have gone, though no doubt spent lunching with my mother and going for coffee. It has after all been a frequent pastime throughout the Summer. With this week being my last one here I have kept myself quite busy, invading Esther's life quite a lot this. She welcomes the presence of her dicey other half quite openly that I should hardly dare call it an invasion really.
On Wednesday we had the church bowling night. Considering we only played 2 games we were there for 3 hours. We were hampered by lanes breaking down, disappearing balls and well just general inaptitude and lack of competitiveness which made it altogether very pleasant. Naturally my mum with her carefree-toss-it-hard-as-she-can-aimed-somewhere-in-the-middle kind of attitude showed the rest of us up. Later that night I joined the girls for a night at The Birdcage. No mayhem or drama just a good night out. Entertainingly enough one guy was trying to guess our weight. This turned out to be far from a good idea as he added at least 2 stone to everyone; it's one way to insult a bunch of girls at least. There was also a girl in the toilets who was very excited, because she seemed to think Robinho (Man City player) was there (highly doubt it) whilst also mourning the fact that she didn't think she stood a chance.
I was more impressed that I was up and out bright and early the next day for I am definitely not a morning person of late. or ever. My day was crammed full of exciting activites. Shopping with the family was followed by a student lunch with Marjorie and the other students from church. Then Esther and I hit the Trafford Centre. I needed currency and she needed a present for her mum's birthday. I succeeded, sadly Esther returned home empty handed. The evening was taken up by visits from Dave and Ryan, 2 of my favourite boys :)
Emma came around yesterday afternoon for a quick visit, clearly to see me and not to collect her birthday present. I discovered that I give her increasinly awful nicknames. Emsywemsy should be the stop point!!
Last night was my leaving do with some of my nearest and dearest. I was so very happy to see everyone, chat away and catch up. We had a late night skype call to Charlotte which made me very happy as she's so far away! I fobbed Alex off with a crate of beer this morning since not that much of our leftover stash actually got drunk.
Right now I'm home on my own. Everyone is out at the wedding. I have been left to get on with the last of my preparation before tomorrow. I have insurance, but I need to book somewhere to sleep tomorrow night. I can't believe I leave tomorrow. I've been so excited about this year for so long yet apprehensions have started to creep in. In my dream last night I was wandering around Sherbrooke campus trying to find the place where I was to collect my keys, but I couldn't find it, nor could I understand anybody's directions, even though most spoke to me in English rather than in French.
I'm not scared to go. I have no doubts about going, but right now there are people I don't want to leave, whom I shall miss so very much. I can't believe tomorrow has crept up on me quite so quickly.
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