Ma Meilleure Amie Essay Writing

Salut Sarah,

Je me présente. Je m’appelle Céline et j’habite à Cannes dans le sud de la France. Mon anniversaire, c’est le trente avril et j’ai dix-sept ans. Je ressemble à ma mère parce que j’ai les cheveux blonds et les yeux verts, par contre, j’ai un bon sens de l’humour comme mon père. À mon avis, je suis sympa et bavarde, mais je peux être timide.

Dans ma famille, il y a six personnes : mon père, ma mère, mes deux frères, ma sœur et moi. Je m’entends bien avec ma sœur et je passe beaucoup de temps avec elle. Nous nous intéressons à la musique et nous chantons et dansons dans ma chambre. En revanche, je me dispute toujours avec mon petit frère qui s’appelle Frédéric. Il m’embête et je le trouve égoïste parce qu’il aime être le centre d’attraction. Nous ne nous entendons pas bien.

Ma meilleure amie s’appelle Marie. Elle est très gentille et généreuse. On aime les mêmes choses donc on s’entend vraiment bien. Nous passons beaucoup de temps ensemble et aimons aller au cinéma ou faire les magasins le week-end. C’est super d’avoir une si bonne copine !

Le week-end dernier, c’était l’anniversaire de mon père et nous sommes allés au restaurant pour dîner avec toute la famille. J’ai fait un gâteau au chocolat pour lui parce que c’est son gâteau préféré. Nous avons beaucoup mangé et mon père a bu beaucoup de vin rouge. Après avoir mangé, nous sommes rentrés à la maison. C’était très amusant.

L’année prochaine, j’irai à l’université pour étudier les maths. Quand j’aurai ma licence, je chercherai un emploi et j’espère trouver mon copain idéal. À l’avenir, je voudrais me marier et avoir des enfants.

Et toi ? As-tu beaucoup d’amis ? Tu t’entends bien avec ta famille ? Qu’est-ce que tu vas faire plus tard dans la vie ?

À bientôt,

Céline

Translation

Hi Sarah,

Let me introduce myself. I am called Céline and I live in Cannes in the south of France. My birthday is on the 30th April and I am 17 years old. I look like my mum because I have blonde hair and green eyes however I have a good sense of humour like my dad. In my opinion I am kind and talkative but I can be shy.

In my family there are six people; my dad, my mum, my two brothers, my sister and me. I get on well with my sister and I spend a lot of time with her. We are interested in music and we sing and dance in my bedroom. On the other hand I always argue with my little brother, who is called Frédéric. He annoys me and I find him selfish because he likes to be the centre of attention. We don’t get on.

My best friend is called Marie. She’s very kind and generous. We like the same things therefore we get on really well. We spend a lot of time together and we like to go the cinema or go shopping at the weekend. It’s great to have such a good friend!

Last weekend it was my dad’s birthday and we went to the restaurant to have dinner with all the family. I made a chocolate cake for him because chocolate cake is his favourite. We ate lots and my dad drank a lot of red wine. After eating, we went home. It was fun.

Next year I will go to university to study Maths. When I get my degree, I will look for a job and I hope to find my ideal boyfriend. In the future I would like to get married and have children.

And you? Do you have a lot of friends? Do you get on well with your family? What are you going to do later in life?

See you soon,

Céline

[Chorus 1]

My best friend makes me see life differently

When we * whistle *, I even speak another language

Shit, I'm falling in love slowly

The more I see her, the more shaking I get

Shit, we said, "Not that between us"

But, when I don't see her anymore, I'm in the dark

If I confess to her, it will be no return

But I need her

Cause my best friend makes me see life differently

When we * whistle *, I even speak another language

Shit, I'm falling in love slowly

With her, I can speak frankly

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh

 

[Single Verse]

My best friend's talking to my buddies

And everybody loves her

I can smell her from the door

I've got her in my skin, she oozes out of my pores

I never make an effort to agree with her

She asks for more, more and more

And, forced to admit

When I was losing my mind, she's right, I'm wrong

My best friend, every night with me

In the dark, hopeless, with me

In the morning, eyes glued, with me

Even hungry and without money, with me

My best friend's going around the world

My best friend, I can't hold her, keep her on a leash

My best friend goes around the room

My best friend is like my friend

Except my friend is telling me to stop

To see my best friend, because I'm not going out anymore

 

[Chorus 2]

My best friend makes me see life differently

When we * whistle *, I even speak another language

Shit, I'm falling in love slowly

Her perfume causes strangulations

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh

My best friend makes me see life differently

When we * whistle *, I even speak another language

Shit, I'm falling in love slowly

It hurts me, strangely

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh

 

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