america is weird.
people are fat.
servings are too generous.
cars are huge!
parking lots are everywhere.
people are friendly. i don't need to be asked if i need any help while i'm buying a drink at the gas station. seriously, get a life.
i don't like the idea of being high/watching tv all day like i used to.
i don't like that i have to drive to oxford. we need trains. america would like them. i know it. its easier. and you can get wasted guilt free. hey, its not you who's driving.
i do love my house, in all of its over sized grandeur, air filtration, overhead fans, and above all, my friends. but i need paris. i need her boulevards et jardins. i need la seine et la tour et l'arc.
im not sure where i should be, but i know i have to keep moving.
listening to nuttea "elle te rend dingue"
Tuesday, June 8, 2010
Sunday, May 30, 2010
blech
well its exam week. im sorry for being such a lack luster blahger.
in officially 7 days i'll be in carles de gaulle waiting for my plane to gt in. i board at4:10pm and get into atlanta at 8:05 and then jackson at 11:11pm.
i cant believe its over. i mean i can. but its weird. four months was longer than i expected, not long enough to learn french but long enough for me to miss everyone. its weird thinking about it. i think this has been the longest ive been without seeing some of my friends/family...ever.
i still havent been inside the chateau (castle) in angers, though. so i can't leave yet.
when i got here my the view outside my window was pretty bleak. now the trees have leaves, the flowers have petals, and everythings alive.
i didnt learn anything about myself here that i didnt already kind of know. i can be really crazy, really drunk, really bored, really extreme.
and as always, i'm constantly trying to get myself under control.
major disappointments: not making more friends, not going to primavera (not really my fault, who gives exams on saturdays?), not going to any concerts, missing class so often, not going to amsterdam
so i guess i'll just have to come back eventually. graduation? who knows. maybe i'll WOOF in the netherlands or something. farm wind. fuckit. europe is great. but america is always slightly better.
see you soon,
sara
in officially 7 days i'll be in carles de gaulle waiting for my plane to gt in. i board at4:10pm and get into atlanta at 8:05 and then jackson at 11:11pm.
i cant believe its over. i mean i can. but its weird. four months was longer than i expected, not long enough to learn french but long enough for me to miss everyone. its weird thinking about it. i think this has been the longest ive been without seeing some of my friends/family...ever.
i still havent been inside the chateau (castle) in angers, though. so i can't leave yet.
when i got here my the view outside my window was pretty bleak. now the trees have leaves, the flowers have petals, and everythings alive.
i didnt learn anything about myself here that i didnt already kind of know. i can be really crazy, really drunk, really bored, really extreme.
and as always, i'm constantly trying to get myself under control.
major disappointments: not making more friends, not going to primavera (not really my fault, who gives exams on saturdays?), not going to any concerts, missing class so often, not going to amsterdam
so i guess i'll just have to come back eventually. graduation? who knows. maybe i'll WOOF in the netherlands or something. farm wind. fuckit. europe is great. but america is always slightly better.
see you soon,
sara
Tuesday, May 18, 2010
sentmental X's
what i'm going to miss about france (in order, probably)
1. paris. l'arc de triomphe. la tour eiffel.
2. being able to walk or take the train anywhere
3. brioche (with nutella and rasberry jam)
4. camembert de la compagne: its gooeyer and stinkier than any other kind i've found and definitely not avaliable in the states
5. dimitri- even though he's going to be thinking about pauline fucking ztune till the end of time.
6. baguettes
7. zara (and sometimes h&m)
8. margaux- even though she borrows (steals) all my shit. like today at the cafe, she had on my ring. don't worry, though. i'll get it back. forcefully.
9. cafes and tabacs- alot easier to buy your cigarettes from a cigarette store than a gas station
10. histoire de l'art class- the only class i ever regret missing
11. the metro system
12. the cool parties in paris namely at longchamp and la bagatelle
13. drinking wine and smoking a joint on his roof overlooking the cathedral
14. not understanding anything and sometimes prefering it
15. weird nicknames like: ma biche, ma puce, sara du bois, ma chat, petit chat, grand chat, bibiche, coucou, chouchou, couilles (even though it means balls...), ma belle, bijou, un deliere et plein d'autres
16. les mots avec, encore, ensuite, putain, merde, salope, chatte, bitte, jusqua, quand, comme d'habitude, et plein plein d'autres- franglais is fun
17. specialty stores- theres a yarn store right next to the hat store which is next to the lamp store
18. doggies everywhere
19. outdoor cafes and just sitting in the sun in the middle of centre ville drinking a monaco (beer with grenadine)
20. public gardens/parks/fountains
21. being able to say "its by the castle"
22. being able to buy wine/liquor at the grocery store legally (when i get home i've got two months till i can drink legally)
what i will not miss:
1. sundays when everythings closed
2. not being able to communicate and how my jokes are never understood
3. school- namely grammer, written comprehension, and langue. meaning i only like art history and orale expression.
4. the food at the foyer, my bed at the foyer, and the rules at the foyer. no boys allowed is so lame.
5. the weather. its too cold to wear shorts. wtfuck.
6. dog shit on the streets
7. over priced mixed drinks and flaming shots
8. the same lady gaga bullshit songs at l'okapie
9. being the "crazy american" for dancing anywhere music is playing
10. accent marks
first orders of business when i get back to the states:
1. get my hair did. i miss being a real blonde. and the whole "being mrs draper" thing will be easier
2. eat some real food (ajax, bbb, bottletree, newks, little tokyo, roosters, zaxbys, kiefers, hickory pit, etc)
3. sign up for summer school
4. work on my thesis (ps. i found my topic: western medicine applied to modern day mental healthcare? ...something along those lines. inspired by my personal omega-3, Mg, B-6 vitamin experiment. i'm my mother's daughter.)
5. buy a fat sack and smoke it by my pool from my new british pipe wearing my new faux AA swimmin suit and floppy hat.
6. whiten my teeth..... they've got that european look....
7. read the rest of the sandman books
8. get a kitty and teach it to be as cool as the good dr. (harry)
9. start working out or get lipo. because i've got chunk around my thighs. and its unacceptable.
10. figure out how to make clothes or get a job or start an ebay website where i sell things to make money. i think that would be cool and easy. buy some cheap ass tank tops chop em up and bedazzle. eat it gaga.
11. finish my collages with my sweet new french nature mag pics.
12. make batches of hummus and tzatziki to satisfy my needs
this is boring.
dent may's playlist for friendship bracelet is good.
1. paris. l'arc de triomphe. la tour eiffel.
2. being able to walk or take the train anywhere
3. brioche (with nutella and rasberry jam)
4. camembert de la compagne: its gooeyer and stinkier than any other kind i've found and definitely not avaliable in the states
5. dimitri- even though he's going to be thinking about pauline fucking ztune till the end of time.
6. baguettes
7. zara (and sometimes h&m)
8. margaux- even though she borrows (steals) all my shit. like today at the cafe, she had on my ring. don't worry, though. i'll get it back. forcefully.
9. cafes and tabacs- alot easier to buy your cigarettes from a cigarette store than a gas station
10. histoire de l'art class- the only class i ever regret missing
11. the metro system
12. the cool parties in paris namely at longchamp and la bagatelle
13. drinking wine and smoking a joint on his roof overlooking the cathedral
14. not understanding anything and sometimes prefering it
15. weird nicknames like: ma biche, ma puce, sara du bois, ma chat, petit chat, grand chat, bibiche, coucou, chouchou, couilles (even though it means balls...), ma belle, bijou, un deliere et plein d'autres
16. les mots avec, encore, ensuite, putain, merde, salope, chatte, bitte, jusqua, quand, comme d'habitude, et plein plein d'autres- franglais is fun
17. specialty stores- theres a yarn store right next to the hat store which is next to the lamp store
18. doggies everywhere
19. outdoor cafes and just sitting in the sun in the middle of centre ville drinking a monaco (beer with grenadine)
20. public gardens/parks/fountains
21. being able to say "its by the castle"
22. being able to buy wine/liquor at the grocery store legally (when i get home i've got two months till i can drink legally)
what i will not miss:
1. sundays when everythings closed
2. not being able to communicate and how my jokes are never understood
3. school- namely grammer, written comprehension, and langue. meaning i only like art history and orale expression.
4. the food at the foyer, my bed at the foyer, and the rules at the foyer. no boys allowed is so lame.
5. the weather. its too cold to wear shorts. wtfuck.
6. dog shit on the streets
7. over priced mixed drinks and flaming shots
8. the same lady gaga bullshit songs at l'okapie
9. being the "crazy american" for dancing anywhere music is playing
10. accent marks
first orders of business when i get back to the states:
1. get my hair did. i miss being a real blonde. and the whole "being mrs draper" thing will be easier
2. eat some real food (ajax, bbb, bottletree, newks, little tokyo, roosters, zaxbys, kiefers, hickory pit, etc)
3. sign up for summer school
4. work on my thesis (ps. i found my topic: western medicine applied to modern day mental healthcare? ...something along those lines. inspired by my personal omega-3, Mg, B-6 vitamin experiment. i'm my mother's daughter.)
5. buy a fat sack and smoke it by my pool from my new british pipe wearing my new faux AA swimmin suit and floppy hat.
6. whiten my teeth..... they've got that european look....
7. read the rest of the sandman books
8. get a kitty and teach it to be as cool as the good dr. (harry)
9. start working out or get lipo. because i've got chunk around my thighs. and its unacceptable.
10. figure out how to make clothes or get a job or start an ebay website where i sell things to make money. i think that would be cool and easy. buy some cheap ass tank tops chop em up and bedazzle. eat it gaga.
11. finish my collages with my sweet new french nature mag pics.
12. make batches of hummus and tzatziki to satisfy my needs
this is boring.
dent may's playlist for friendship bracelet is good.
Monday, May 17, 2010
21days
this past weekend i went to paris again. hung out with bobby flowers and some american girls. and dimi and his friends of course. blah. longhamp again. pretty much exactly the same.
he asked me to tell him what ztune did. so i had to tell him that his exgirlfriend fucked his roommate. really great position to be in. telling your boyfriend about something his ex did when we only have 21 days left. not happy. i dont want to leave. i dont want to say goodbye. i dont want to say goodbye to these people i'll probably never see again. i'm trying to convince him to visit me by telling him all the "cool shit" about oxford: i have a pool, a big bed, liquor store across the street, a car. i dont even know what i feel about him. i think im partly just romanticising the idea of leaving until i freak myself out. but i DO really like him alot. and i care about him. and hes funny and nice. and for some reason doesnt think i'm complicated. and it sucks that hes got this shit on his mind. but i think knowing that i'll forget about this feeling after awhile of being home is the weirdest part. but thats not to say i dont want to take advantage of every minute we can have together. meaning i dont want to leave his side. why do i do this to myself? i sware i could fall in love every minute on the street. speaking of YACHT i made a playlist of music that will remind me of my time here.
1. train under water
2. sweet dreams
3. burn bridges
4. slow down jo
5. never give you up
6. take it in
7. odessa
8. sentimental x's
9. lemonade
10. pumped up kicks
11. rill rill
12. USA BOYS
13. where do you go to (my lovely)
14. all to all
15. i am not a robot
16. she's got you high
17. what would i want? sky
18. technologic (death to the throne remix)
19. dear god (sincerely m.o.f.)
"so my whole life, everything, all i get to keep are thoughts and memories?
thats all we ever had, peanut."
anyway, i'm fucking sad to be leaving. but my life is in america, and it will start again once i return. whatever that means.
he asked me to tell him what ztune did. so i had to tell him that his exgirlfriend fucked his roommate. really great position to be in. telling your boyfriend about something his ex did when we only have 21 days left. not happy. i dont want to leave. i dont want to say goodbye. i dont want to say goodbye to these people i'll probably never see again. i'm trying to convince him to visit me by telling him all the "cool shit" about oxford: i have a pool, a big bed, liquor store across the street, a car. i dont even know what i feel about him. i think im partly just romanticising the idea of leaving until i freak myself out. but i DO really like him alot. and i care about him. and hes funny and nice. and for some reason doesnt think i'm complicated. and it sucks that hes got this shit on his mind. but i think knowing that i'll forget about this feeling after awhile of being home is the weirdest part. but thats not to say i dont want to take advantage of every minute we can have together. meaning i dont want to leave his side. why do i do this to myself? i sware i could fall in love every minute on the street. speaking of YACHT i made a playlist of music that will remind me of my time here.
1. train under water
2. sweet dreams
3. burn bridges
4. slow down jo
5. never give you up
6. take it in
7. odessa
8. sentimental x's
9. lemonade
10. pumped up kicks
11. rill rill
12. USA BOYS
13. where do you go to (my lovely)
14. all to all
15. i am not a robot
16. she's got you high
17. what would i want? sky
18. technologic (death to the throne remix)
19. dear god (sincerely m.o.f.)
"so my whole life, everything, all i get to keep are thoughts and memories?
thats all we ever had, peanut."
anyway, i'm fucking sad to be leaving. but my life is in america, and it will start again once i return. whatever that means.
Wednesday, April 28, 2010
la vie est bella pt. 2
yeah. perfect.
le cathedral st. paul
beautiful.
en route
les coucarachas
the globe.
i'm going to miss these girls. fuck.la vie est bella
the beginning
tate modern
"what time is it?" "are you serious?"
my inspiration. i think i creeped her out i took so many pictures of her. what a beauty.
my favorite picture ever.
stamp on the ground. jump, jump, jump, jump, move it all around. jump ja da da.
you know...
breathtaking
pas un ange
the view from the apperatifs
mag comme d'habitude
les voisins
my second favorite picture.
la plage
loser
l'opera garnier
punks
ducks
dinner. ondine's face.
millenium bridge (harry potter)
camden market
mag et marg
cesar, marg, ange
aperoz
galleries lafayette roof (saks of paris)
blogger's being an arse. more l8er
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