Ces Américaines Folles...

Sooooooooooooo.....
You are probably wondering, "What did they do this time?"

Kailey and Hayley started this "fun" (I'm being sarcastic, bien sur!) program called F.I.T., which stands for Fitness is Terrific! It's a strenuous program with three stations- the push-up station, the treadmill station, and the dance-along station.
I ended up in the treadmill station. AMUSANT.
I couldn't keep my balance, so I fell and knocked Lilly over.
Nicki and Vicki HAAAAAAAAAAAD to hop on and PROVE how "fit" and what "great exercisers" they are. *groans* How annoying!

That's the latest. Pics will be up soon...just remind me.

~Sabine

Triste...

I feel horrible for Christelle. :(
Everybody has her all wrong.
No, she's not a snob. She may seem like one, but she's not. She is just sad...and lonely.
Most people are very cruel and mean to her, which I cannot stand. Yeah, she does come off as cold, but most French people do until you get to know them (whereas most Americans can talk like they've know each other forever...I don't mean that bad; I'm like that, too.)
Christelle misses Paris, her home, her family! (Paris, sa maison, et sa famille se manque!)
I think, that more than anything, Christelle might just need a friend.
I'm going to befriend Christelle. I AM!

~SABINE :) (MORE POWER TO ME!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!)

JE DETESTE LE VENT!

Last night, we experienced some HORRIFIC wind storms...with winds of 80 mph! C'etait fou!
We lost all of our electricity at 8 last night. Some siding came off the house. A neighbor's trampoline hit another neighbor's house. Our trampoline flipped over.
Anyway, we don't have any heat, so living in the basement is officially the worst. I hid in my room:

Liz is scared, so she gave me a hug, thinking I was Ava. An Elizabeth quote- "AVA! HUG! I'M SCARED! IT'S DARK...AND SOOOOOOOOO COLD!"

Le sous-sol a tres frois! J'ai frois aussi.

~A cold Sabine

Sept Choses (7 Things)

I LISTEN TO TOO MUCH MILEY CYRUS FOR MY OWN GOOD. AIDEZ-MOI!
Ok...so here is my list of 7 things I hate about myself and 7 things I LOVE about myself-

I Hate:
1. Getting in trouble for EVERY LITTLE THING (including nothing)
2. Having an evil twin sister who hates me
3. Forgetting to update my blog daily (Desolee...)
4. When people assume because I'm from France, I'm from Paris (LILLE IS A CITY, TOO)
5. Having a strict mother
6. The US educational system
7. Being made fun of by rude Americans (I'm a strong person...I can take it, it just annoys me)

I Love:
1. Having beautiful red hair
2. Being confident
3. My sense of humor
4. Being a twin (it makes me feel unique, lol)
5. Being able to record my deepest, most innerpersonal feelings in this blog
6. My ability to make everything fun
7. How I'm always ME!

Feel free to do a similar thing on your blog...it's actually a lot of fun to think up this stuff.

~Sabine :)

Moi et ma soeur...PICS

Sibling rivalry, haha!


^Notice the evil look in Sandrine's face.

Someone admit that I'm way prettier, lol. :)

Also, I've been OBSESSED with the song "Always Find Your Way Back Home" by Hannah Montana. I know, Ava, that you hate Hannah Montana...
Anyway, I feel like I can REALLY relate to it.

~Sabine :)

FOOTBALL AMERICAIN

NOBODY TOLD ME ABOUT IT! (Look at title of post)
At first, when Riley (which is Miley's real name...Miley...er Riley is a #23) ask if I wanted to play tackle football, I thought she was talking about some odd version of soccer.
Then, I got placed on this team called "The Wimpy Crybabies". Seriously. I could have come up with a WAY better name than "The Wimpy Crybabies". We played against Kailey & Co.'s team...the "Terrible Tyrants" (Their team name holds true).
Anyway, the two Josefinas were on my team. One wore a helmet and tied pillows around her waist. I questioned that at first, but I know why she did.
Kailey came at me full throttle, knocked me over, and I got a bloody nose.
Je suis bonne...mais triste.
Kailey. Est. Mechante. (Kailey. Is. Evil.)
Grr...

~Sabine

Snow Days and other things...

The two Boss Ladies have been home from school for two days (merci beaucoup le niege)- Thursday & Friday. Anyway, more drama.

Alyson is having people report to her if anything bad is said about her. What's new, right?

I'm also going to attempt to go out in the snow today and Nellie will drag her camera along and take some pics. It's nice to have a photographer friend.

~Sabine

Sandrine's Blog

OK. I'm so mad I have to post this:
Sandrine's Blog (click)

~Sabine

PS...I'm WAY nicer!

Devoirs...

I have so much homework, it's not funny. I don't even know where to begin. I'll start with history.

Alyson, Ashley, and Alyssa have a new guest suite. It has a very high tech security camera. It knows EVERYTHING about you. Seriously. If you break into the room, an alarm will go off and you'll get sprayed with water. Très chouette...PAS!

Aussi, ma soeur (my sister) (qui est mechante-who is evil)is getting a blog. Parce que je suis gentille (because I'm nice) I'll post the link ASAP.

~Sabine

Lumières, Appareil-Photo, MOI!

Aujourd'hui....
I'm STARRING IN A COMMERCIAL!

I'm going to help advertise the amazing cardboard bed and...

GET LOST!
For those of you who are LOST as to what Get Lost is, it's a service that rids you of your enemy for a week by taking them on a "dream vacation".

The commercial will be posted soon.

~Sabine =)

La Chanson Pour Sam...

D'accord...voila!

La chanson de Sam

International pop sensation Samantha Kessolmen is having a hard time in Hollywood. She seems to be loosing fame at what she calls "an alarming rate". It's because she sings about black shoes called Pegs. I know it.
Anyway, I wrote this song for her to sing. She doesn't like it, but I'll make her.
I'll post it later..

Bonne Année!!!

Bonne Année mes amis!

I had an AWESOME TIME crashing cette fête! You should have seen them.

Ashley is really annoying. She called me strange because I said je déteste Alyson and that I'm not interested in looking at her clothes.

On the other hand, I stayed up all night!

Christelle, Ava, et Hayley ont regardé Talladega Nights aussi :)

~Sabine

Party crashin'!

I'm going to crash my first party along with Ava, Hayley, and Elizabeth.

That is, the Edwards' New Year's Eve sleepover.

I'm scared, but yet excited. Ava, Hayley, and Liz make it seem so exciting...and fun!

I will post results demain.

Bonne nuit,
~Sabine

Discover #3...

Baboons are freaky! (and très drôle...)

Ok...and....
Alyson, Ashley, and Alyssa are annoying. And they always color coordinate. OOOOH FUN!

Also.........I saw Sandrine yesterday...
Terrible!
She is about the meanest...still. She called me a brat and annoying. How am I an annoying brat?

~Sabine :)

Fearless/ Frustrating...

Bonjour, mes amis! I'm just chillin'!

Aujourd'hui J'ai écouté de la musique de Miley Cyrus. In my opinion, she is the only American singer worth listening to.

Aussi...
I'M BEING TORTURED BY TAYLOR! She made me go on this "roller coster". They buckle you to a sled, drag you up the steps, and then release. Liz thinks it's fun, but I was scared!
I'm happy that torture is over! Geesh...Americans and their idea of "fun"...

Discovery #2...

Cell phone cameras take REALLY BAD pictures. 

The human forgot her camera cord...so she decided to make due with cell phone pics! FUN!
The blonde in my pic is the other new girl, Alyssa Edwards. She is a BRAT like her cousins Alyson and Ashley. I'm actually assuming here. I don't know the Edwards girls, but I've read enough about them in tabloids to make an accurate guess.
Anyway, you finally got to see a photo of me. Whether you think I'm pretty or not, well, that's your decision. I just thought I'd finally post one.
~Sabine

Le Meullieur Noel!

Bonjour, tout le monde! C'est moi, Sabine! :)

C'est mon première Noël aux États-Unis. I'm now officially an OLN Girl!

So far, it has been AMAZING! I met sooooooooo many nice people, including heiress Alyson Edwards.(Okay, so I was kidding when I said nice...) I also met another French girl...Christelle Lacaux. She isn't too friendly; in fact, she has been keeping her distance from me. She is from Paris and she misses it terribly. I guess she takes her sorrow and anger out on everyone. That's at least what I have overheard from this super obnoxious blonde girl. Honestly, I heard this girl's voice before I saw her.

Americans are so loud.
To back this up, I saw one in a restaurant and she was flipping out because she spilled wine all over her white dress. It was somehow the waiter's fault, even if she was the one who spilled it. (She spilled it; I saw EVERYTHING.)

I want to leave a message for my family, if they keep up with my blog:
Je vous aime, Mère, Père, et Sébastien! :) Joyeux Noël! :)

~Sabine

Discovery #1...

For those with mothers like mine...
Give the middle-aged woman a break. She's doing the best that she possible can. And she does love you, through think and thin, easy times and hard times.

~Sabine

Spread the LOVE!

Spread the love this holiday: tell someone who is always mad at you that you love them. Let them know you're there. :)
Mère appreciated my "je t'aime" this morning.
~Sabine

Now...for the good news?

OK...so my life isn't TOTALLY depressing!

I went online today, after my homework, and was researching prestigious boarding schools in America. I came across one that seemed quite interesting...Pleasantview Private Boarding School. I received a weird brochure about this one in the mail. Apparently, they are looking for prestigious French students to study there for at least two years. After two years, your parents have to either a) pay for you to go there or b) take you out. (That means you have to go back to France.)

I, of course, told Mère that I wanted to go there because...

1. Lille is officially the most boring city in France.
2. There is nothing to do in Lille...anymore.
3. I want an adventure in my life.
4. Les États-Unis sont TRÈS BEAUX! (The US is very beautiful!)
5. I want to get away from trouble...a.k.a ma mère.

So she agreed. Père agreed to this, because they recognize that I am such a dreamer who longs for adventure and new things

love...
...a very happy Sabine Aurore Bouchard. :) :) :)

As the tears flow...

Mes amis,
I'm conducting this post through my tears.

Today is St. Nicholas Day. And I got switches. With a shiny silver bow on them. (Note that that shiny bow makes a very nice hair ribbon.)
Mère. It's all Mère. She despises me so much that she HAD to give me switches!
Père even agrees with me that this is wrong...and unfair...and unjust!
I'm so sick of Mère! Like I mentioned before, I can breath and get in trouble.
Now, for the "wonderful" feast Mère prepared...

~Sabine

Did I mention?
JE DETESTE MA MERE?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!

St. Nicholas Day...

DEMAIN, C'EST..............
Oui, you guessed it, mes amis! ST. NICHOLAS DAY! I'm very excited.
I will leave my favorite shiny black shoes out, in hopes for something good. :)
I can't wait!

Mere is also preparing a TRES FABULEUX dinner...which probably involves maroilles. Oh well. I don't care. I will say I am not looking forward to seeing my family and having that drama. My cousins are evil.

That's all for now!

Bisous!

~Sabine :D

Why is it...

I'M SO ANGRY RIGHT NOW! If Sandrine were here...I'd rip all of her hair out! Figuratively. However, she'd

Why is it exactly that I get in trouble for the most random things? Answer this one for me, amis!

As I put it...simply narrowing it down to terms that one such as myself can understand:

1. I get in trouble for random things.
(ex. Today I accidentally dropped my books on the ground. Mere thought otherwise. It was an accident, I swear.)

2. I get in trouble for talking.
(ex. "Mère, je t'aime! Bonne nuit!"- moi.
"Sabine, dors."- Mère)

3. I get in trouble for existing.
(ex. Me sitting down at the table, doing my homework QUIETLY! (Quietly is the key word here, mes amis!) Then Mère comes in- "Sabine, SHUT UP AND BEHAVE!")


Je veux de nouvelle vie!!!!!!!!!!

Oui, j'adore ma vie...
But I'm sick of it. I'm sick of Mère. I'm sick of getting in trouble. I'm not a bad kid!


Bonne nuit, amis.
~Sabine :'(

Grr....

I have so much homework that I want to hurt someone, particularly my mom.
Plus, I was grounded from the computer because Mère had to sign my carnet again. I did NOTHING wrong to my knowledge, anyway. I just told this one guy who has serious anger management issues that is German was terrible...which, I mean, it was. He then got angry and decided to pound his fists on the desk, yank my hair, and scream some profanity. There was no way I deserved that. He had to have his carnet signed, too, for his behavior. The only reason I believe mine had to be signed was because I was the "instigator".
I apparently instigate a lot of things, like fights with my mom. Today was just another day in which I felt my freedom was being taken from me. I want a life of my own...one that doesn't involve my mom or even my twin sister. I'm so happy that Sandrine isn't even here right now. She would have made things far worse for me and claim that I embarrassed her for having to have my carnet signed. Well, hypocrite. She had to get hers signed ALL THE TIME- mainly for her attitude problem and the fact she rarely did her homework.
I have to go eat dinner now...but that was the daily event in my ever-so fabulous life.

~Sabine :)

What did I do today?

Ma mère encore...
She made me run ERRANDS. Like the boring kind. She made me go down to the fromagerie and buy 2 kilograms of maroilles. (Yeah, like we are going to eat 2 kg of that garbage.)
Don't get me wrong. J'aime le fromage. Mais maroilles? Let's just say this...quand j'avais six ans...IT MADE ME THROW UP! Mère likes to snack on it.
I guess I should be used to its taste now, but I'm not.
Oh. And I got in trouble.
Mère had to sign my carnet again. 3rd time this week. She doesn't understand this, but I'm technically not a bad girl. Je suis...um... très difficile...quelquefois...
It's not like I did anything bad. It was nothing compared to the things Sandrine says to her ballet instructors.
I also would like to let everyone know that monsieur directeur is a TRÈS GENTIL guy once you get to know him. :)
We also learned about the guillotine today. All of the boys got in trouble for making jokes related to it.
~Sabine