8:03am
I haven't seen a lot of emos since I arrived, so today I dressed as one to see if I can attract them. I'm wearing emo pants, skull earrings, skull t-shirt, skull belt, checkered shoes and I gave myself an emo fringe. I feel like I'm undercover for metallers everywhere. Or something. Even though I'm not a metaller. Hmm... I think I'm a bogan ( Read more... )

You have no idea how annoying it is typing with a French keyboard. Which explains why I haven't posted yet. All you need to know is that I'm here and I'm happpy. I'm having such a fantastic time here, it's beautiful and I love it. But I miss you all SO MUCH. I have only had one immense bout of homesickness but not one day has gone by without me ( Read more... )

ARE YOU ( Read more... )

MONDAY
8.00 to 10.00:                                                           Philosophy
10.00 to 12.00:                                                         Sports
16.00 to 18.00:                                                         European English

TUESDAY
8.00 to 10.00:                                                           Literature
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I don't actually have anything to write about but I'm doing it anyway. 33 days until I go. That isn't very long. Everything is paid for; now I'm just saving spending money. Any donations will be gratefully accepted.
Teeheehee.
Yeah, nothing. NOTHING.
Love.

I just remembered more of the dream I had last night. It slotted in between the part where I lost Rhys and turned into Paige ( Read more... )

I haven't posted anything edifying recently because the thoughts that I have are mine and I like them to stay that way. But I figure that maybe sometimes it would be good to use what I have, like a livejournal account, so here I go. Here's a dream from last night that really got to me for some reason. More than any other dream I've had ( Read more... )

Work is exactly like a high school.
Tonight, in the kitchen, there were three guys working (Mark, Kara and Lewis) and two girls (Christine and I). We bitched behind other workers' backs, we made fun of each other, we did serious work when it was supposed to be done and we went out for recess every now and then. We had little cliques: the guys ( Read more... )

I have recently made the discovery that France doesn't have mince and cheese pies. I don't think I'll go now. Or I'll just eat as many as I can before I go...