okay.

i lied.

i love my history of france class.

today is better.

so far, coffee intake = 5 cups.
a cup for each hour that i have been awake.

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i left the bars early last night because i had to walk home by myself (no john).. and i missed out on italian boys kissing american boys.

meaghan = sad.

in addition, in my first class (9 oclock), the teacher never showed up.. so, i could have slept for another 2 hours. slut.

i joined a club.. where i speak french.. to two french boys.. with diane and karen..

it's interesting.

i think they think i am a nut.. but oh well.

their names are thomas and benjamin. we hung out at a bar with these things called "giraffes." it's just a big container of beer (see below). it was amusing.


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update.

no brussels.

plus chère.

instead.

a weekend at chez jean paul partying with 17 and 18 year old french boys (no parents... ha.) and snuggling karen and diane in jean paul's bed.

mmm.. it's going to interesting.

ps.

just dealt with a lot of confrontation...

bah.

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i met a french boy last night that makes wine. har har har.

Okay... i found an american-french keyboard... so, i am typing on an american keyboard but the keys don't match the letters... so, q's = a's, and other letters too. i am happy though. my home row knowledge is finally useful ( Read more... )

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