pretty blogworthy weekend.

friday i bought some super awesome sandals, made two bracelets from the straps i cut off, bought some light blue, purple hair dye, then went to soft with franzi and porter. thibault's lying ass was there too, and we ended up going to this party at this gorgeous guest house behind this big blue door. this place is magical. you really never know what you're going to find once you start poking around (thats what she said). thibault decided to be my boyfriend, we listened to some cool music, danced around, i think i punched someone (boys here are pathetic and act really mean if they think you're cute) and tbo was all "sara you cant play their game. they like to make you mad. you drink too much, youre like a man"

i cant believe how many times boys here tell me that. "youre like a man" what does that mean? i wear makeup and heels and flirt and giggle how am i manish?

anyway after the party (where i left my coat and scarf...) i broke the rules and let him come to my room. i think the nuns are going to eventually catch on a kick me out. i'll be the american whore in the streets of angers.
woke up fully dressed from the night before even my belt and went to the market with porter and margot, my new french bff. its adorable. she wore my clothes and i wore her clothes last night. peas in a pod.

margot is twenty, speaks english really well because she lived in nyc and nashville, and listens to good music, likes lou reed, lives in paris, has a house on an island, a house in the alps, and is a badass. we're going to paris in two weekends. i kind of invited myself but i mean you gotta start somewhere?

yesterday basically revolved around finding sushi making stuff and me trying not to die in the streets from my gueule de bois. after almost losing my cool in monoprix, went home and slept it off. had little apetizers in margots chambre with her friends and got kicked out by the nuns. relocated to their apt and ate/drank/merried along. i almost had to cut a bitch when this french dude called me a cunt for seemingly no reason. i dont get it. i keep pissing dudes off, and i have no idea why. am i really that offputting? i dont know. sorry?

but then we went to the party and everything was cool. hosted by a rich russian named dimitri who offered to give me a key to his house so i can do my laundry there? so many cute boys. one was in a clown suit named alex. one looked like a french kurt d. some girl called me a whore because her boyfriend was talking to me or something? i dont know. when margot introduced me as her american friend they thought she was lying. even when i spoke english they were like nope, shes french. she looks too french. americans are fat and boring. all these stereotypes are so annoying. learned alot of new words and new cool things about stuff you never say in conversation. and last but not least smoked some ganja finally.
i cant even express how happy i am to have met this girl. and that there are at least some french people who like me.
tbo is the worst boyfriend ever though. but its so fun to say that. they dont ever just want to hang out or like eat or anything. thats fine with me though...haha. we'll break up when i get my coat back...well maybe not. its too perfect and hilarious. the way he dances cracks me up. all hip swivel put your fingers in the air and wave your head around like a snake.

oh i've started wearing my hair curly now since its short. hate to admit but i really like it. i think i'm going to get my ears pierced here too. i think long earings would be cool with my new look. i've never lived so hard before. livin hard. maybe i'll get that tattoed on my knuckles. after i dye my hair electric orange and buy a banjo, something ive been thinking alot about actually.

i'm getting to the point where when i think about certain people, only good things come to mind. like a happy i know you, dont care about the past or how shitty you can be kind of thing. its really nice to have found "peace" again. this week, i have two tests and am going to try to work on being classy/not pissing people off. sorry this blag is so long and unorganized.
bye!
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