The Christmas tree is finally up in my living room. I've been putting it off for as long as I can but Christmas is too beautiful to put off for long. She is lit and glowing in the corner as I'm writing and I can't help but glance over at her every so often. It's heart warming despite the memories. You know as I unrapped every glass ball and placed them in the braches, I couldn't help but think back to those wonderfull memories of Christmas past that David and I spent together. So much happiness. It's difficult now to think back to it but I have to. For David. Those memories are all I have left of him and it's best I cherish him there. I already miss France but with the Tree up and my musique on I can almost feel at home. I even lit all the candles on the tree with a wish as we used to do and the glow is beautifull.  Rper: I'm horrible guys, real sorry I'm not posting as often as I should. *ducks for cover*

There is something to be said of the air in France. Somehow the fresh morning light and scents from early-rising bakeries and coffee shops hold some kind of invigorating power. At the moment I sit on the terasse and enjoy my first cup of cafe-au-lait with croissant. Here in Lyon I can appreciate the morning glow. Perhaps it is cold but this is the only way to truly enjoy life I think. This way I can think clearly. This is where I belong and I'm slightly disappointed that this trip will be far too short.

Rper: I'm back! Sorry for such a long absence guys. Officially I've been back since the 16th but I've had the take care of a few things online (like the FW team) before I could really dive back into this and give it my full attention.

I'm grading these papers and I must say they are horifique. No one seems to appreciate the art of Francais. Perhaps a little "motivation" is in order.

The new student intreaguing. He stared down Monsieur Edward most of my class.

Rper: I'm sorry guys but do to unforseeable circomstances I wont be around for a month if not more. I live in the sticks and for some reason our phone company has decided to cut off our towns phone and net lines. Yes they can do that. Yes it sucks. I'm so very sorry for this. I can't garentee that I'll be able to meet the 2 week post rule so if the mods would like for me to delete the account I'll do it. I can also give a mod my account password if that would be easier. I'll be officially disconnected on Saturday.

My first day was quiet to say the least. My students are groaning with the homework I've given them I'm sure. We are behind however and so the grammar sheets are a result. I was glad to see a few had kept up with their lessons (though I was disappointed to find alphonse absent) and only twice did I need to remind Gluttony to leave the desk alone.

I should finish grading the "activitée". I have a date waiting for me tonight and a girl needs to look good for her man.

A bientot

Coffee is such a luxury on such a cold day. I'm curled up on the sofa and enjoying the rising steam from my cup. I've finished my first class preperations and will be ready for class on tuesday. A few surprises are in store for my students.

Rper: This weekend is Thanks Giving for we canadians so were heading to the city to see the family. I wont be around till tuesday.

This home feels cold at night. Thoughts and memories rise like bubbles to the top of my mind and no matter I do they continue to rise. I've had this feeling since I left... Like a door left unclosed. What is this? I wonder if moving was the right choice.

Why these memories? Why him?

Perhaps I'll finish preparing my class exrcises tonight. Sleep won't come now.

It seems things have been moving quickly since I've left. Trouble seems to follow the people here. I simply hope things will go smoothly in my class' tuesday.