Salut! J'étais très occupée avec l'école et la vie.
L'école est l'école. Ava est Ava.  Et Chrissa? Elle est...Chrissa. Rien n'ai changée. 
Hi! I have been very busy with school and life.
School is school. Ava is Ava. And Chrissa? She's just being Chrissa. Nothing has changed.
Chrissa-ness anyone? Ava approached Christelle and me and told us that we had to look at Chrissa.
Ava then had the laughing attack of the century. That's normal for her, though. She has the strangest sense of humor; you don't know what she considers funny until she explodes. There is one exception- all rude jokes are funny in her eyes.
Chrissa was practicing her danceline routine by herself and singing the song quite loudly. GUESS WHO SINGS THE SONG? OUI. Miley Cyrus. This kind-of makes me want to join danceline, but when God was handing our coordination, I think he forgot about me.
Enough about that. I finally know what I want to do with my life and I owe it all to Ava. Yesterday in Spanish class, Ava was talking about her neighbors' divorce. Their daughter, Kayla Stark, brought a can of beans to school and during lunch, she asked the cooks if they had anything she could use to open her beans. OK, who brings a can of beans for lunch? Ava said that this girl wanted attention and sympathy. Ugh, don't you just hate people like that? Kayla was also trying to get Ava to give up her cookie. She should seriously know Ava by now; Ava gives up her cookies for NO ONE. To make a long story short, the girl moved to California with her father and her mother is all alone in a big house. The mother once told Kayla not to hang out with Ava because Ava had a "weird" life and is therefore a "bad influence". That's so stupid; just because your mother died does not mean you have a weird life. Ava isn't a bad influence. She's just honest Ava who isn't afraid to speak the truth or express her opinions. Sometimes, she's rude about it, but again, it's her personality.
Ava also told me a story about the family who lives down the street from her. The children do not know that they man they are calling "Dad" is not their real father.

I've always wanted to be an author of advice books for middle-school-aged girls, but now, I think I want to be a sociologist and study lifestyles and things of that sort. It's all too intriguing, especially since I don't consider my life to be interesting by any standards.

Enough of that, but here comes more indecisiveness. I do not know whether I should change my blog title or not. I'm getting a little sick of my current one. Une Fille Comme Moi means "A Girl Like Me" and it is also a song by French pop singer Priscilla. (If you haven't heard the song, please do. I can't find it on youtube, but you can listen to the preview on iTunes.) I'm considering changing my title to Une Enfant du Siècle (A Child of the Century), which is also the title of Alizee's newest CD.
Help please? What do you think?

Ava vs. Christelle

D'accord, je crois que c'était tout de la faute de les deux! Quand on mélange ensemble deux gens désagréables, le résultat n'est pas joli! Spécialement pour Ava et Christelle...
OK, I believe this was both of their faults. Anytime you mix two disagreeable people together, the result isn't pretty! Especially for Ava and Christelle...

À ce jour, tout le monde devrais connaître qu'Ava adore les biscuits. On ne connais pas probablement que la mère de Christelle a une boulangerie. Quand je visite Paris, j'y irai! De toute façon, Christelle a fais des biscuits et parce qu'elle connais Ava et elle connais qu'Ava les aime, Christelle l'en a offert. 
By now, everyone should know that Ava loves cookies. You probably don't know that Christelle's mother runs a bakery. When I visit Pairs, I will have to go there! Anyway, Christelle made cookies and because she knows Ava and knows that Ava loves them, she offered some to her. 
SURPRISE! Guess who replied with a rude comment? "Wait a second...how do I know that there isn't arsenic in it?"
Christelle was, needless to say, outraged. "You stupid American! Why on Earth would you even think or ask that?"
To prove Ava wrong, Christelle took a bite of the cookie.
Defensive Ava had to make a scene again. "Listen, Frenchy, I am not a stupid American. If I were a stupid American, I would eat the darn cookie without asking if there was arsenic in it or not!" Christelle argued back, which was totally pointless, considering that you never win with Ava.
I will say, I think I know why they don't get along- they are TOO alike for their own good. For example, they are both very patriotic towards their home countries. They love the cities they are from and they both like to be right. 

On a different note, I think I may have led people to think that Ava hates me or I hate Ava. The truth is, we actually tolerate each other. She's not out to bite my head off (but she is in Sandrine's and Christelle's cases...) and I am not out to bite hers off. She does not really hate the French as much as you would think. In fact, she likes the French more than the British. You see, Liz's mother is from England and judging from the way Liz talks about her own mother, Liz isn't too fond of the British, either. It all started when Liz's mother told Liz that Ava was a "bad influence". I thought that was hilarious, since the worst things Ava does are complain, prank call, and ding-dong-ditch. Admittedly, I like Americans more than the British. There. I admitted it. I hope nobody takes offense, as unlike Ava, I am not out to hurt feelings. Ava is also prone to believe stereotypes. Do I need to tell of the time when she questioned me on hygiene? Mon dieu! I do, however, think Ava is completely obnoxious and rude and am not afraid to admit that.

Unlike Ava, Liz is cool. She's popular- and I'm not talking about American movie stereotypical "popular". I'm talking "everybody likes her" popular. She's so funny and upbeat. She lives to have fun! School does not stress her out and she always laughs at how school makes me worry. Oh Liz, if only you were familiar with the French educational system...it basically scared me....
Her only downfall is that she is addicted to her iPhone. To the point that she uses it to cheat on Spanish quizzes....
D'accord...maybe she has another downfall- her clothes. I am not a fan of crazy colors and patterns.