Peaceful nights

I feel like such a rotten kiddo for never updating this blog. I am sure that on a subconscious level I have many reasons but I will for the most part just claim laziness. It is so hard to believe that another school year is come and gone. While grades wise this year was nothing to write home about I feel like it is a year where I learned more than possibly any other year.

Knowing that family and potentially my old girl scouts read this I will try to keep this all at a g rated level.

I have put alot of work this year into bettering my french which is suprisingly difficult to do in France. While the French are all about their native language they are not at all about helping "outsiders" learn it. Most often times they will insist on using their horrid english which in reality is probably worse than my french. I am not exageratting at all. I have a prime example. There is a french man that I have been on/off dating since about January ( no do not get your hopes up Katie is not in a serious relationship at all), well call him the French Electrician (FE). So FE and I are having dinner on my balcony and he informs me that he has signed up to take english classes....IN FRANCE?!?!?! Shocked I ask him why and he responds that he wants to learn how to communicate better with me. Now normal women would be flattered by this, however as many of you know normal is never a word used to describe me. I ask him why he just doesnt keep helping me to work on my french. FE just sits there and shakes his head. He carefully looks up at me and says no because your french is too terrible. A french man is paying to learn english because he would rather do that than help me improve my french. Thank you mom for raising me in the south and thus making it impossible for me to pronounce anything like a civilized human. :(

So to battle this I am still planning on staying for another year. I am jsut waiting for the paperwork to go through on the Texas Tech side so that I can get everything ready for my new visa. I will show him terrible french. Somehow I will continue to improve and show them all wrong...at least I hope too.

And on top of that for the love of god I need to actually write a thesis. I mean all of you that know me know that as soon as i get really going on it I will be done in no time at all and it will be great but you also know how much of a procrastinator I am. Oh what a tangled web we weave.

Have any of you read the book The Year of Yes ? I feel like the whole of the worlds female population needs to be required to read this book. It really changed my perspectives on many things about life and dating...for starters it helped to convince me to start dating again. Which is no small feat. So last October I started my own year of yes. It has been an interesting ride that has met with 2 quazi relationships and at least 10 interesting first dates since then. Some of them were wonderful and some of them oh heck could I write some stories that would make your head spin. And I would love to tell you some of these stories but I am pretty sure that a great many of you would stop loving me if I did. :) No I know you wouldnt and maybe in time I will.

I have been approached by a not so small publishing house to work on the possibility of a book based on some of the blogs and stories I have written over the years. This is such a sureal idea. I still remember Miss Keyes in 10th grade telling me that I could never be a writer and Dr. Zitterkopft in Kansas telling me that she was impressed I remembered Shakespeares name and should not bother trying to interprit his works. Yes work I for a while was an english major until I was basically told I was too dim and uncreative to ever succeed at that. That is pretty much how the world of history got stuck with me, I was told and eventually believed that i was not good enough for writing. Ok so this opportunity would basically mean that I would not end up in the world of history at least not for now. I mean god knows i am aware of the fact that I will never end up on the NYT bestsellers list, heck an editor would prolly need 45 years just to fix my terrible spelling. But it really is weird to all of a sudden have this option thrust before me that I never thought possible. Is there a chance that I am not meant to be Katie Nolde PhD am I meant to be Katie Nolde, akward and potentially successful writer of sorts? How weird is that?

So if people read this please give me a bit of feedback...im curious to know what youd think about it all. Would you be running to the bookstore to shell out 14.95 on my ramblings and would you do so knowing that there are probably mentionings of you in there that may or may not be entirely positive or negative? Yeah its a tough call isnt it?


All right I think that is enough for now.

Be well,
Katie