Textbook.

Dear Fleur.
I am finishing up last minute college stuff. Looking for textbooks. I am also trying to figure out this camping trip we are kind of sort of planning. I just read the third Hunger Games book this morning. Pretend I never said that. It angered me.
And now I have forgotten my college username.
Zut.

Kirsten has been making baguettes without me. I'm trying to find a French textbook and she is making baguettes.
I need some balloons to cheer up.
Or I'll just draw pictures of France instead.

Today is my Mother's birthday.
I was very sentimental about it this morning. All because I have been reading Little Women. But then I woke up to go on my run and she was gone already for work. I ran fast till my chest hurt and my legs were rubbery.
Now I am waiting for someone to bring me home cocoa powder so I can make her a cake.
I wish I could send my Mother to France.

Right now, I am very upset that French textbooks cost an arm and a leg. It will be the death of me, my guilty pleasure this term. Praise the Lord for bookstore credit though. And sisters who take the same classes.

I am going to proceed with making a birthday dinner and pretending that I don't care about The Hunger Games series anymore. I will probably also look for caraway seeds because I found this amazing German bread recipe that I want to try.
I'll make the furthest thing from French cuisine. Thai food. Or I could just go Italian. But I feel kind of daring. I think I might get daring when I'm upset.
-Bella.