being in oyster bay is still weird, but bearable ( Read more... )

it feels like it should be february in oyster bay. i didn't get that usual pang of nostalgia for childhood and high school that i do when i see our exit off the expressway. i feel weird. i have too much time and not enough on my to-do list, and even if i did, i would only give a half-assed effort at best.


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i inadvertently pulled an all-nighter last night. i had to drive out of montpellier (one last time! sob) with host mom at 5:30am, so going out just turned into staying out until then ( Read more... )

i just woke up at 2pm but realized that i had the most epic dream ever, in which i spoke to barack obama and he was skinnier than i thought, and i told him that i had a dream about him that somehow involved me snuggling up to zac efron and there was an ice skating thing involved in which i thought i would be on a team with people from montpellier ( Read more... )

isn't it nice being here and knowing a city's secrets, knowing that the tabac in the train station stays open later than all the others, not being afraid of trying or speaking, pronouncing "très" and "trop" like you know what you're doing, laying on the street by accident with your newest friends and knowing you shared yet another strange and ( Read more... )

bike pedaled to the beach, thought of you, accidentally flashed strangers on the way home.

funny how some things just send you back. like a meandering wikipedia search that drops you off at route 17 in new york state, complete with signs for i-87 the major deegan expressway, and all i want to do is be sitting seatbuckled with my dad watching tree-lush hills roll by and billy joel or the beatles on the radio as i drift in and out of ( Read more... )

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1. studystudystudy but mostly slack off while learning about the french media and politics
2. fail to get managing editor again which i'm not really bummed about but it was just silly of me to even run while being in france. also i suck at interviews ( Read more... )

my brain is all a-jumbled. i keep thinking i see people from geneseo around here, not even very good friends but random acquaintances ( Read more... )