visionfromacrash

Paris riots aren't really worrying me, except for when I go to my concerts (If they're still on).

Yes, I'm still here. I've been breaking from SG for a bit in order to cool off. Its been stressful, and I think the hardest part is that I can't help HopelessStar. All I can say is that I wish I could.

classes are going swimmingly,...
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I find it odd that I'm bored here, but its not exactly by choice. The past week, I've worked on nothing but an exposee, which my teacher forgot to have me do. So, I'm doing it wednesday.

I registered with a french forum, and have been communicating fairly well there. Or so I think.

I've taken up heavy reading again, which is good and bad...
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So, the internet I was leeching off of went out . We haven't gotten it back yet, but I'd kind of like it for when I register for classes.

Thankfully, one of my problems solved itself apparently, and another arose, but thats just the what happens in life. I'm worried about the new problem, though. It affects me in ways I'm not comfortable saying. Yet....
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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...
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I had fun at SG's get together. Not really much else to say, tonight.

I woke up this morning, and I was grey. I find it kind of odd, but I guess it really has been a year. Well, I got a 6 month, so I'll keep an eye on it so I can stick around.

Can't wait for Friday!!!

Valentine had long ago observerd that in a society that expected chastity and fidelity, like Lusitania, the adolescents who controlled and channeled their youthful passion were the ones who grew up to be both strong and civilized. Adolescents in such a community who were either too weak to control themselves or too contemptuous of society's norms to try usually ended up being either sheep or...
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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....
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So, my weekend was fun, on Saturday that is. Chenonceau and Chambord as well as a wine tasting. From there it went downhill. Very quickly.


Those of you with weak stomachs skip this part.

I drank 9 litres of wine and 2 beers, roughly. I ended up sleeping part of the night in the bathroom (no memory of that) and having the worst day on...
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Ok, three words describe my weekend.


Worst. Hangover. Ever.

Its time to take it easy, and I plan to do just that.

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