visionfromacrash

I find it slightly amusing that people take my newfound conversational silence as a sign that I don't understand what they're saying in French. Granted, I am by no means a master of the French language, but I can generally get the jist of what people are saying. I just choose not to say anything, and to instead let myself get lost in the sensations of other people talking, and of the world around me. I guess it therefore makes sense that I don't say much. Ah well. Can't be helped.

I bought and finished Neil Gaiman's American Gods this past week. It was enjoyable, but I usually find books enjoyable.

A friend of mine keeps telling me that when they hear Breaking Benjamin's So cold, they think of me. Normally, I'd not think of this, but they're not the first to think of me in this way.

Tonight is the Kagerou x DespairsRay concert, and I'm fairly excited. I've never seen either band, and only heard one of Kagerou's tracks.

Monday is going to be me writing postcards, and filling my journal, as well as finishing up a project. Tuesday is me going to the Louvre before class. I'm just going to wander until I have to go.

I have nothing else to put in this space, so until next time, this'll have to do.