21 Days/3 Weeks

Until I go back homeeeeeee!!!!!


UGHHHHHHHH! I can almost smell the Boston air!
I'm talking to my boyfriend right now on Skype (when am I not??) and he's making this sooo hard.

Wanna know what else is making this suck really bad?



It's POURING rain, dark and in the mid-50's here, while it's bright, sunny and 87 in Boston!!! When the hell does that ever happen?!?!?

While I am excited that I've missed a really shitty summer, I'd give anything to speed this Sh#t up & be sitting on my front porch at home while my mother works her magic on the grill.

*sad face*

Sisterhood...

If there's a lesson that I'm sure almost everyone has learned the hard way...
We always take things for granted when we they're in abundance and at our disposal.



5 months is a LONG damned time, and I've found myself missing my girls more than ever. Luckily enough for me, the bonds that we have exceed friendship; we're sisters. If there's one thing that I'm excited for when I get back to the states, it's spending time with the women in my life that keep me going.

Having intelligent, beautiful, hard-working, friends is not only what inspires me to strive for what may seem impossible to others, but a blessing.

Europe has been great to me, but I'd do anything for some much-deserved time with my sisters right now.

Out in Europe:

Spending EUROS



...that's right, PLURAL

Nothing sucks more than paying CASH for shitty Parisian housing.
...but I guess my view makes it worth it:



HOWEVER, if there's anything good that comes out of this at all, it's the default diet.

That being said...
Summer '09 BRING IT ON!

APRIL 19th!!!

In EXACTLY 1 month I'll be back home!!!
I'm sooooo incredibly homesick right now, and it's not the kind of homesick that I was when I first got here and thought that Paris was for the birds.

It's more like the: this is great but I'm over it now homesick.



I never thought I'd say it... but I really miss Boston :-O

I'm so tempted to start packing, but even I know that's a bit much...

--well actually no I don't, but upon consulting my boyfriend for his advice he quickly shut that operation down.

Anyhow...
I'll be eating Speculos and SKYPing the rest of my night/morning away.

Happy MONDAY!

It's RAINING!!!!

It's Saturday night in Paris.
When did I miss a day??



I'm 2 bottles away from beating Henny's wine bottle connection
& listening to "Drugs" Lil' Kim ft. Biggie on repeat.

"Never a flaw"



:-*

Pictures of the day's "activities" up shortly...

Bonne nuit!

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Oh snap!

& I forgot to tell you guys that I found real milk here!
I've been scared of shady ass non-refrigerated milk for a really long time, but I've been saved.

Frosties (European Frosted Flakes) for breakfast!!!!!

I hate it when:

Professors don't respect the student-teacher relationship!!

I stayed up all night doing a reading for my media analysis class, only to get there to hear:

"I've got something that I need to deal with elsewhere so I can't stick around for long".

EX-SQUEEZE ME??



Hmmmmmm...
How much easier would live be if we all lived by the "sorry can't stick around" rule?

So you mean to tell me I'm paying for you to deal with things elsewhere?!

Je suis tres "confused".

Soooo I got locked out of my apartment today...

IN MY UNDERWEAR!!!!

Now I know I have some explaining to do, but how about some background first.

Getting locked out is one of my biggest fears... EVER
Every time I leave my room even if for a very short period of time I check my bag for my keys.



...Not the kind of checking where you jingle your purse for reassurance because you have ability to tell the difference between the "change jingle" and the "keys jingle".

More like the kind where I stop dead in my tracks with my foot holding my apt. door ajar while I fish through my giganormous bag until I have them in my hands, and have verified that I'm actually holding my keys by turning on the hallway lights.

HOWEVER this morning was DIFFERENT.
In fact, it wasn't morning at all.
I woke up at 2pm (the time of my scheduled Dr's appointment), still extremely tired, and a little tipsy from the previous night's activities.

PAUSE...

There is an exception that I've forgotten to mention.
I ONLY don't take my keys with me when I'm going to the WC (Water Closet) which is located down the hall.
Instead, I stop the door with the sleeve of a coat hanging on the back of it, always stopping to test security.

So this morning/afternoon I did just that.
However while in the WC I hear a loud SLAM!!!

NO WAY
NO WAY
NO WAY

I run out of the bathroom only to find my door CLOSED & LOCKED
While I'm barefoot and wearing only a pair of hankies and my boyfriends gray t-shirt.

WW*KR*D???

She does what anyone would do.
You tug at your door hoping that THIS one time your auto-lock door failed to do just that.

WRONG!
LOCKED the real kind.

I bang on my neighbors door and she's not in her room... so I scream her name down the stairway in helplessness and I'm pleasantly surprised when I hear her respond.

She gives me flops and I'm OFF...
To where you ask...

OUTSIDE to ring the guardian's bell and ask for a spare.
Note: It's mid-day and the streets are swarming with people.

Thankfully enough, on the 2nd try (2nd free peep-show) the spare key I'm given actually works. I could have cried with joy.

Instead.
I threw on yoga pants and a tank, ran to my Dr's office and then to class.

What next??
A VERY strong vodka cocktail.



Cheers!