For some reason I was in an amazing mood all day long. I had the perfect amount of hangover to almost (but not quite) throw up and go through the day with a dull ache in my face. There's a good chance I might be able to stay here next year and I finally had the mindset to tell my mom.
Here is a little poem I thought of:
In Which The French
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