That's what I thought.

tu te souviens l'année dernière quand j'étais en L2 d'espagnol à Paris 3 et d'un coup je me suis retrouvée avec des 2 et des 5 à tous les partiels ? ouais moi aussi j'avais trouvé ça bizarre. et bah du coup, ha ha, je me suis inscrite ailleurs, à Paris 10 ndrl, et en L3, et mes notes tournent désormais autour du 12-14.

take that, suckers. 

Flyin' high

i'd give you the price i paid for that, but it'd just piss you off a little more. 

 

 

$319. non-stop.

Chronique d'une rupture annoncée.

dis donc encore une de ces périodes où j'avais oublié que j'avais un blog. d'un côté ça me rassure, ça doit vouloir dire que j'étais occupée dans la 'vraie' vie.

 

you know what's worse than a surprise break-up ? yep, knowing that the break-up is happening in 11 weeks and 1 day. and i'm going through a trial separation right now and turns out, not fun either! i hear it's 'expiration dating'. Paris hasn't been treating me that well, of course all i've been doing is lonely suburb to ugly campus via stinky train, so maybe it doesn't count. i had to switch from grande skinny caramel macchiato to tall latte, and ps, if you can't afford starbucks, where the hell do you study ?? you don't is probably the answer. 

alright we are now done with the winy part of this program, there has to be a reason why people think living in france is awesome, and i will find it. last finals this friday, i'm still trying to make it to the christmas party, and a girls' day out is always exciting. i might never get back to speaking french though, i just like myself better in english. 

Emotional Rollercoasters.

I get mean when facing people in a state of weakness. I want to say, tough it up, get a grip, be strong. When someone criticizes someone for being weak, I finding myself defending the victim, saying not everyone can be strong all the time. That's my contradiction. Really what makes me act this way is my utter refusal to be or look weak. I have to stand on my own feet at all times. I will not admit I need someone and not  something to lean on. Hell I can't even let anyone pay me dinner. People disappear, people fall down the stairs and die, people go into surgery and come back changed. And I pull away.

I guess what I mean is today was a hard, sucky day, and I wish someone had been there to keep me company or to help me breathe, but you know, I guess that what's you get for locking everyone out.

Don't read this as a cry for help or something, I'm fine. The issue is being there for those who aren't and not resent them for it. 

Recycl-ism.

yo, help me choose between those ;)

 

option #1: the it bag

 

option #2: the i kinda like it bag

 

option #3: the coincidence? i don't think so bag 

 

don't say neither, these are awesome.

you can look for more here (messenger F12 dragnet). or become awesomer here by designing one for me.