visionfromacrash

I apologize for my last entry. It was a out of line.

So, story of my day: I go to the train station to change the date I go to London, and the guy tells me it'll cost 50 more euros. I call my dad, get it oked, and then get back in line to have another guy tell me it'll cost me but twenty. Score!

My parents show up at CDG tomorrow at 7:35. I'm taking the first metro and RER out to meet them, so I'll be up at about 4. Shoot me please.

The subjonctif sucks. Hardcore.

I've been talking with an old ex of mine who keeps coming back to haunt me (glutton for punishment, I know) but for once it seems things might work out. Might work out just once, but that might be enough. Who knows.

All I know is it was good to hear her voice.


Edit Ps: Check out the new pictures folder.