I used to take French classes at a local university. Did that for a year and a half, then withdrew. Now, after a year’s break, I’ve grown to miss it. Anyway, it’s high time I learnt to speak a third language fluently.

I’m not really fond of nonspecific goals like “perfect my french” or “be a better mother/lover/Jew” – you need to come up with something more definite – otherwise, how will you know you’ve completed your task? I will mark this one as DONE when I’ve passed one of the DALF exams, be it DALF C1 or DALF C2 – that’s probably going to take a few years – and you keep your fingers crossed!

It’s one of the achievements that are hard to verify, but I feel I’ve completed the goal. Over the years, I’ve become much less sentimental – well, of course, I didn’t grow emotionless, which never was my intention. I simply learnt to turn on and off the Cold Calculation mode and curb the emotions when necessary. I don’t let them depress me too much and they don’t get me exaltedly extatic anymore. I guess that’s simply part of growing up.

I’ve already bought a lead and collar – now they’re just lying there waiting for the dog to arrive!

I guess the answer may vary and depends on who’s asking. I used to have a few songs that reminded me of him and even when I thought I’d made it and got over him at last, I would still break down completely when I heard one of them. For me, the moment when I could mark this goal as “Done” was when I could listen to them without getting broody, but also when I realised that he was by no means perfect and that there WERE men as nice and sweet and crazy as him out there. I think finding one of them helped me a lot.