I have a summer that I could spend working for a poor pay, live with my parents and do nothing or I can finally prove to the world and myself that when I plan I execute. I’ve learned this summer that most of the obstacles in our way are put there by ourselves. The dog? My little French poodle? An obstacle? He can move with me, France is Europe, France is EU. But most likely it’s someone else’s turn to watch him.

What better opportunity could I possibly get in the near future? It’s my last summer before I take a serious step into adulthood with a job, paycheck, apartment and bills to take care of. I don’t imagine to be perfectly fluent after one summer but I know that I can get my French tongue untied quite fast and that will be all I need to stick to the plan. I WILL keep going at it, and I will reap the reward as well. I don’t care for people that Say that it’s too late. If I learn the language now I’ll have it for the rest if my life.

The panther of empowerment just woke up, and she’s angry.