One year later and I’m heading out to Cergy for the last time. I have to deal with the devil bank and meet with my career counselor. I guess BNP isn’t exactly the worst bank in the world, but French banks have yet to centralize customer information so I have to go to my home branch out in Cergy to get things like printouts of my statements. Of course! C’est impossible to get this information at one of the hundreds of branches in the city. I guess that’s what you get from banks that don’t actually have money at the branches, which begs the question of why the branches invest in heavily secured entrances that only allow one person to enter at a time.
It’s weird to think that there is another class now in my old classroom, but I’m also glad that I’m not in class anymore. If I had only known how little sleep I was about to get for the next 3 months at this time last year . . . . Well, I probably wouldn’t have done anything differently. Last night I had a too much cheap wine and too little dinner so I’m feeling just about the same way that I usually felt at 8:00 in the morning on this same train during the school year.
I officially graduated two weeks ago! I am now part of the “Christian Dior Couture Class.” That sounds fancy doesn’t it? The ceremony was really nice and most of the class was able to make it back so it was nice to see everyone. We were very international indeed! Meeta wore a sari, Akiko I. wore a kimono and Suen wore a traditional Korean gown. They made my black dress look très boring, but I had brightened it up with some pretty pink shoes. If I had known so many girls were going to wear their cultural best, I would have donned my old deb dress and talked like Scarlet O’Hara all night.
Mom was able to come over at the last minute, which made all of the graduation festivities seem much more festive. I was happy that she got to meet all of my friends and that I got to show her my favorite places in Paris. We had a great time for the week and ended the adventure with a visit to Giverny. So here are lots and lots of pictures of flowers:
Carey and Elizabeth also came to graduation and proved that they are some of the best soirée-goers in Paris. After setting up shop near the bar, they entertained guests all night. Every time I went over to say hello and get a glass of champagne, I swear they had made new friends. They are also expert party givers. I confirmed that fact last night, which explains why I am still in my pj’s at 3:00 p.m. Ugh. I feel like I’m revisiting college a bit. I probably should get it out of my system before I head back to New York and have to act all adult and responsible every day.
I will have lots of pictures from graduation later – I want you all to see that I did, in fact, graduate.
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