16 weeks left. 16 weeks to live life fully. 16 weeks to stop counting the days and just enjoy every last minute. Yes, I am panicking.

When life gives you a hundred reasons to cry, show life that you have a thousand reasons to smile. 

I have a lot of free time, yes, sometimes I think too much free time, because that free time is a lot of time to think, too much time to think. I'm starting to count the days, and stressing about the little time I have left. I know, I still have four months, which you would say is a long time, but trust me, by being here, by living this american dream, four months is very short.
That's why I'm trying to enjoy every single minutes of my days, making plans, and looking forward to things that will happen in the future. I mean, of course there're good things about going home too, things I miss while I'm out here, but I can't deny that once I'll be back, I'll miss everything that's in my routine right now.

Did I ever mention that my hostparents got divorced this summer? Anyway they did and in the past few days, the dad moved out to his new house, so it feels a bit more empty now without some fournitures that always used to be here. Looks like my schedule will be even more easy-going from now on since the dad will take care of the kids 3 days a week. We'll see how it'll turn out.

Monday got to be a very bad-luck day for me. It started with my alarm clock in the morning which I turned off, so I fell asleep and woke up too late, but I just had enough time to drive the kids to school, so not a big deal. I came home from the grocerie store and dropped the oil bottle on the floor which broke, so the oil was spread out all over the ground. I broke my pants (so now that's a reason to buy new ones), and on top of that I got my second $62 parking ticket for street cleaning! Great.

Today, I'm full of joy, I'm basically off the whole day so I will probably meet up Caroline. The weekend's close, love it!