Dec 22
It's been over a month since I last wrote, but it's been on my mind for a while now to update. It takes a certain mood, mind set, patience to sit down and write about life. I enjoy doing it, but I'm a lazy bum quite frankly and getting high and doing nothing still really appeals to me. Having said that, time out while I roll a spliff...
alright, where was I? Oh yea, "tis the season..."
Tis the season to count our blessings. I'm so blessed, it baffles me sometimes. And not even in the religious sense. I mean, in life in general. Tis the season to be jolly, to eat well, to laugh a lot, to drink a lot. I lost count of the number parties I went to this month. There were many. Going out dancing.. I think it's become a joke to me. I'm always too wasted. It's always too cold, and the long walk home sucks. I wish I were at home with my family, sitting on the fireplace mantel with my back exposed to a hot fire. My little brother and I used to see who could make their back the hottest.
I've been thinking a lot about life lately. In many ways. About friends, the people we meet. It seems the older we get, the more we appreciate every person who comes into our lives. Whether it be for a short period of time or long; whether they be a positive vibration or a tremble that we are forced to learn patience with. I was talking to a good friend of mine last night and the topic of loving others came up. What do you do when there is someone who develops hatred for you, whom you never intended of offending? Of course the answer is just to love them even more. In that sense, we learn blind compassion. It's damn hard.
Dec 23
This past month hasn't been too eventful. Oh wait!! There was Thanksgiving. and out of my 12 classes, I had ONE STUDENT who knew a damn thing about turkey day. The American assistants got together to celebrate this wondrous day. We had a turkey, which BLT managed to cook in a microwave!! Bravo BLT!! She also had her parents import us some cranberry sauce. mmm!! There was much drinking, PLENTY of food. I brought the salad. But there was also stuffing, mashed potatoes and gravy, corn, zucchini, squash, green beans, and of course, baguette, and lots of wine. We had Thanksgiving dinner with the assistants on Friday, but on Thursday, Me BLT and Thang had dinner at Brittany's house. I think it was Lasagna and salad and vegetables. It was Thang's first thanksgiving.
Dec 24
Ok... It's taken me about 3 days (no joke) to write this blog.
It's now Christmas eve. I think everyone in my apartment building has left. Today feels like one of the most quiet days of my life. Not only have all the assistants (sauf Bryan) left out of town either to other countries or back to USA, but Tours is one of those towns that people leave for vacation, not come to. I've seen a couple people who look like they're from Scandinavia or something. Abnormally tall men.
No one has been getting online. Which sucks because there's no one to chat with. Except Alex. I can't believe she's had MSN this whole time and I haven't known! She's the other love of my life. I love her! I think she knows me best these days. And I miss her so much. I hope she will be able to come visit me this February with my sister. She wants to go to Amsterdam, haha. And a foam party ^_^.
I spoke with John-Mercer's little brother Micah yesterday and come to find out he(Micah) is coming back to Deutschland tomorrow, Christmas. But he's going to be in Munich, way to far in the south to try and meet up with him. But what made me smile really big was when I went to the post office today and mailed JMega's carepackage AND Micah's Christmas card with money for my tshirt. I wasn't expecting to send two things today, but it was sweet that it was to two boys in the same family. I miss them.
But I can't wait to go to Deutschland myself on wednesday (2 days)!! I have to find my Titre de Sejour... I lost it somewhere in my bedroom. I made copies of it at school one afternoon. That was the last I remember seeing it. I suppose if I find the copy I made, I'll find it.
My neighbors keep throwing things out into the hallway that they no longer want. Yesterday I scored these neat clothing storage shelves in the hallway... (dude, it took me so long to think of how to call it! haha. It was a toss up between that and clothing storage furniture ^_^HI). It's a lazy monday. I doubt there will be cafe des langues tonight, haha. But I'll be looking into some German to prepare myself for my trip. I bought a bilingual book today. I think it's some love story, but it has the text in german and cross-referenced in french. (make sense?) So when you open it up, all the left pages of the book are in german, all the right sides are french.
Why does this blog feel so technical? I think I've completely forgotten my english, haha.
Hmm... Not too much else going on on my side of the world. My mind has quieted down since this morning. I my mom put some money in the bank for me. More than what I was expecting. So I bought a train ticket to Paris for the last 5 days of vacation when I get back from Berlin. YAY! It's going to feel so good wandering for 10 days straight. well... a long ass bus ride, wandering, another bus ride, a train ride, wandering, a train ride, and then sleep. That sounds so beautiful to me. If you only knew. Im planning a 2nd trip to Deutschland already, to Mainz to visit Mikey. Bus tickets are only 50 round trip from Tours, so its just a matter of choosing dates.
One of my students told me I was awesome before I left on break. They're starting to LOVE me. and that makes me happy ^_^.
Oh, hah. How could I have forgotten. I've decided to move to Spain come May, for about 2 months. Just to chill out. That's the plan so far, and then maybe go to Deutschland in July. But... we'll see how things unfold. I'm just not ready to go back to the states yet. It's much too soon, and I'm too high up to come back down now. I wanna see where the wind takes me in this liberated zone I've found myself in. What's tight is that I'll get the security deposit back from my landlord at the end of April. I'll go ahead and buy my plane ticket ahead of time and start saving come... well, next pay check. So I'll be heading to Spain with a chunk of change. I wrote to Maktub yesterday, so I'm awaiting their response to see if I can work/live there or not. If not Maktub, I'll see about Rambutan. That might be pretty sweet too, up there in the mountains. mmm... how I love Spain in the middle of the summer. But check this! If I score the job in Granada, that means I'll be able to go to Morocco! Big plans for 2008. Stay tuned.
bear
lundi 24 décembre 2007
dimanche 18 novembre 2007
C'est a moi que tu parles?!?
So first things first... i noticed ive got a southern accent. but actually its very subtle. I only notice it with words that end in -ING. i have a tendency to drop the g a the end. and then i say, "Imma" too.
Yo, so this weekend has been crazy! it started out with thursday night, Gus and Skal's friend Jessai invited me over to dinner with them and it was wonderful! Smokin spliffs at the dinner table. Then friday night, Stephane- the american gal from N. California- had a party at her place. that shit was krunk. (not like ATL krunk. one day ill share with you all just what all would go down at ATL krunk parties. haha. but for france's standards...) Yesterday we had a tour of Tours with a few assistants. there were only 7 assistants that showed because of the train strike and people not being able to find a way into town. and there were 2 guides and their 3 friends. I mean, Ive been here 2 months so I know the city pretty well already. the historical stuff was neat. but we only went to like 4 sites! so then after we had lunch they gave us a scavenger hunt to complete in groups of 2 (one person went home). Fricken, tell me why we fuckin walked around the corner and the first group of old people we saw, we all bombarded them to get the answers. and then, to make it even worse, we went to mcdonalds after that. I scooped up my laptop and we tried to bootleg all the answers off the internet. soooooooooooo damn american! but then of course they knew that wed all worked together on the hunt. They were a little upset about that. I felt a little bad.
well then, ashley and i and this guy jariel who is working in orleans were going to go shopping. well, i go to drop my laptop off at home and then i never found them when i came back!! so i went shopping by myself, they went and bought a couple things, and then finally around like 8pm i met up with them at the nebab for some Kebab. I LOVE KEBAB. even more than mcdo.
following dinner, i went home and chiled at thang's place with a texan girl named carly ann who speaks portuguese, and this german guy norman. Carly ann went to brazil in january of this year to study, well her university went on strike, so she was just living there for like 4 months or so chillin. and now shes livin in france studying french through this program called Erasmus. ok, BEST idea ever. With this program, you can go to whichever county you want to for anywehre from 3 months to a year, for language studies, to learn the language. ive met people whove gone to portugal, germany, england, spain... id really love to do that. norman is an opair here with 2 boys- 7 & 9. he told me of a website called like "opairworld.com" which is a networking site for families and opairs. which means, i could search out a family in any country i wanted and go there to work... BRILLIANT!!! which means, i officially have the upper hand in my life again. im one step ahead. i could do that at least until im 24. I met both norman and carly ann at the cafe des langues. theyre kool kids.
well elena, another german assistant, came by and then the 5 of us walked to whitney's for a house party. that was fun. i drank some pastise- that shits good, but strong. there were about 30 people in her small 40m/sq apt. Bryan brought his italian friends, there were about 6-7 germans, americans, a dutch girl, and a sleeping baby upstairs, so we didnt stay long before we moved the party elsewhere.
francis, aurore, and fabian came- french friends of mine. haha... ok. heres the best sign that shows that im starting to get comfortable here. i love it. so the three of them show up at the party. we exchange des bises (kisses), and the first thing francis whispers to me is, "ive got something for you." **snickers** my toes twinkled. oh i know, i know. fuckin junky. whatever. and it was some fire ass weed man!! Actually, thats the second time thats happened this week. I went to Skals earlier in the week, like tuesday, and he was like, "ive got something for you." haha. except for that time he was going to give me some special K and I was a little hesitant. he ended up doing it by himself the next day, hah. I told him hes gotta give me some of the mushrooms hes hording away for himself instead though. nothin like free drugs man!
after some drinkin and socializin and picture takin, we headed off to Cafe Chaud (bar/club) in place plume. that was a blast. German "Alex..." was there, freakin over all the ladies again as usual. that kid cracks me up. but you gotta have one person who youre comfortable to get down with and you dont have to worry about comin on too strong. i mean, he totally comes on way too strong everytime, but its really impossible to take him seriously. he means well :p. and we all have a good time. and hes maybe the only one who knows how to get down. compared to what im used to. I had the best damn dance partner in atlanta- I miss you Colin Lyerly. I owe you a dance when I get back.
the assistant from new york who i met during orientation, a renoix (black guy) from the bronx, named Ayo, he came in town for the weekend. im not sure for what reason exactly. But he picked a good weekend to come, with all the parties and what not. Theres absolutely squat goin down in Chartres. although, he is only about 45 minutes from paris. lucky buster. well i saw him at the party last night and for some reason, this night in particular, i had about 3 people ask me to hook them up with herb!! maaaaaaaaaan. i will NOT be the assistant trafficker of weed man!! I told Ayo he could ride down there with me today since hes from out of town and all. But frreal, imma have to tax a little bit. Skal suggested i buy in bulk and sell it off. which would officially make me a dealer. ill think about it. i could get mine for damn cheap...
oooooh lazy sunday. LAZY sunday indeed. I started watching the movie "La Haine". possible one of the best french films ever. i passed out about half way through, as usual. my fav character is Vinz. most famous line, "C'est a moi que tu parles? C'est vraiment a moi que tu parles?" (you talkin to me? are you really talkin to me?" actually.... hmm... i think i may have seen this film once upon a time. but dubbed in english. i dont remember. the college years erased my memory. damnit. oh well. i wont chase after forgotten memories. just make new ones. Ashley is going back to the states for thanksgiving. and that kid jariel is going back in december. lucky sons of bitches. well im going to berlin and im going to have new years with stephanie and michael, so there. its a good thing i chose the dates i did. im leaving the day after christmas, so i wont be alone on jesus' birthday. and then im coming back the 2nd of jan. thang wants me to try and swing through dresde so he can show me around his town. i think thatd be dope, but i dont know when my mom is coming to visit me. i think she was saying the first week in january, so... i gotta wait and see about that.
um... ok, so imma keep being lazy and bake now that ive awaked. its PB&J for lunch. then ayo is stopping by with another assistant to, you know... run errands. and then... i dunno. i gotta go to Orleans tomorrow for my medical visit so i wont get deported, hah. Brittany's boyfriend Teddy is drivin a group of is up there. And then, since that kid Jariel lives there, we're all gonna do lunch, have him show us around town. The teachers strike is on tuesday, so i may or may not have class. i hope not. i mean, i got a lesson plan already, but still. i dont wanna wake up. the past 2 thursdays, ive woken up at fuckin 630 man... i want to die by the end of the day. id be miserable if i had to do that shit all the time.
alright. freal though. im hungry ^_^
peace out.
mata ne
bear
Yo, so this weekend has been crazy! it started out with thursday night, Gus and Skal's friend Jessai invited me over to dinner with them and it was wonderful! Smokin spliffs at the dinner table. Then friday night, Stephane- the american gal from N. California- had a party at her place. that shit was krunk. (not like ATL krunk. one day ill share with you all just what all would go down at ATL krunk parties. haha. but for france's standards...) Yesterday we had a tour of Tours with a few assistants. there were only 7 assistants that showed because of the train strike and people not being able to find a way into town. and there were 2 guides and their 3 friends. I mean, Ive been here 2 months so I know the city pretty well already. the historical stuff was neat. but we only went to like 4 sites! so then after we had lunch they gave us a scavenger hunt to complete in groups of 2 (one person went home). Fricken, tell me why we fuckin walked around the corner and the first group of old people we saw, we all bombarded them to get the answers. and then, to make it even worse, we went to mcdonalds after that. I scooped up my laptop and we tried to bootleg all the answers off the internet. soooooooooooo damn american! but then of course they knew that wed all worked together on the hunt. They were a little upset about that. I felt a little bad.
well then, ashley and i and this guy jariel who is working in orleans were going to go shopping. well, i go to drop my laptop off at home and then i never found them when i came back!! so i went shopping by myself, they went and bought a couple things, and then finally around like 8pm i met up with them at the nebab for some Kebab. I LOVE KEBAB. even more than mcdo.
following dinner, i went home and chiled at thang's place with a texan girl named carly ann who speaks portuguese, and this german guy norman. Carly ann went to brazil in january of this year to study, well her university went on strike, so she was just living there for like 4 months or so chillin. and now shes livin in france studying french through this program called Erasmus. ok, BEST idea ever. With this program, you can go to whichever county you want to for anywehre from 3 months to a year, for language studies, to learn the language. ive met people whove gone to portugal, germany, england, spain... id really love to do that. norman is an opair here with 2 boys- 7 & 9. he told me of a website called like "opairworld.com" which is a networking site for families and opairs. which means, i could search out a family in any country i wanted and go there to work... BRILLIANT!!! which means, i officially have the upper hand in my life again. im one step ahead. i could do that at least until im 24. I met both norman and carly ann at the cafe des langues. theyre kool kids.
well elena, another german assistant, came by and then the 5 of us walked to whitney's for a house party. that was fun. i drank some pastise- that shits good, but strong. there were about 30 people in her small 40m/sq apt. Bryan brought his italian friends, there were about 6-7 germans, americans, a dutch girl, and a sleeping baby upstairs, so we didnt stay long before we moved the party elsewhere.
francis, aurore, and fabian came- french friends of mine. haha... ok. heres the best sign that shows that im starting to get comfortable here. i love it. so the three of them show up at the party. we exchange des bises (kisses), and the first thing francis whispers to me is, "ive got something for you." **snickers** my toes twinkled. oh i know, i know. fuckin junky. whatever. and it was some fire ass weed man!! Actually, thats the second time thats happened this week. I went to Skals earlier in the week, like tuesday, and he was like, "ive got something for you." haha. except for that time he was going to give me some special K and I was a little hesitant. he ended up doing it by himself the next day, hah. I told him hes gotta give me some of the mushrooms hes hording away for himself instead though. nothin like free drugs man!
after some drinkin and socializin and picture takin, we headed off to Cafe Chaud (bar/club) in place plume. that was a blast. German "Alex..." was there, freakin over all the ladies again as usual. that kid cracks me up. but you gotta have one person who youre comfortable to get down with and you dont have to worry about comin on too strong. i mean, he totally comes on way too strong everytime, but its really impossible to take him seriously. he means well :p. and we all have a good time. and hes maybe the only one who knows how to get down. compared to what im used to. I had the best damn dance partner in atlanta- I miss you Colin Lyerly. I owe you a dance when I get back.
the assistant from new york who i met during orientation, a renoix (black guy) from the bronx, named Ayo, he came in town for the weekend. im not sure for what reason exactly. But he picked a good weekend to come, with all the parties and what not. Theres absolutely squat goin down in Chartres. although, he is only about 45 minutes from paris. lucky buster. well i saw him at the party last night and for some reason, this night in particular, i had about 3 people ask me to hook them up with herb!! maaaaaaaaaan. i will NOT be the assistant trafficker of weed man!! I told Ayo he could ride down there with me today since hes from out of town and all. But frreal, imma have to tax a little bit. Skal suggested i buy in bulk and sell it off. which would officially make me a dealer. ill think about it. i could get mine for damn cheap...
oooooh lazy sunday. LAZY sunday indeed. I started watching the movie "La Haine". possible one of the best french films ever. i passed out about half way through, as usual. my fav character is Vinz. most famous line, "C'est a moi que tu parles? C'est vraiment a moi que tu parles?" (you talkin to me? are you really talkin to me?" actually.... hmm... i think i may have seen this film once upon a time. but dubbed in english. i dont remember. the college years erased my memory. damnit. oh well. i wont chase after forgotten memories. just make new ones. Ashley is going back to the states for thanksgiving. and that kid jariel is going back in december. lucky sons of bitches. well im going to berlin and im going to have new years with stephanie and michael, so there. its a good thing i chose the dates i did. im leaving the day after christmas, so i wont be alone on jesus' birthday. and then im coming back the 2nd of jan. thang wants me to try and swing through dresde so he can show me around his town. i think thatd be dope, but i dont know when my mom is coming to visit me. i think she was saying the first week in january, so... i gotta wait and see about that.
um... ok, so imma keep being lazy and bake now that ive awaked. its PB&J for lunch. then ayo is stopping by with another assistant to, you know... run errands. and then... i dunno. i gotta go to Orleans tomorrow for my medical visit so i wont get deported, hah. Brittany's boyfriend Teddy is drivin a group of is up there. And then, since that kid Jariel lives there, we're all gonna do lunch, have him show us around town. The teachers strike is on tuesday, so i may or may not have class. i hope not. i mean, i got a lesson plan already, but still. i dont wanna wake up. the past 2 thursdays, ive woken up at fuckin 630 man... i want to die by the end of the day. id be miserable if i had to do that shit all the time.
alright. freal though. im hungry ^_^
peace out.
mata ne
bear
vendredi 16 novembre 2007
Putain merde! cest nawek!
OK OK!! blog update mothafuckaaaaaaas!
I booked berlin today. DAMN! that felt good. I feel like so much got lifted off my shoulders. So much so that i put on my ritual get down music, and I got down. Its MIA- Kala. and you know, the more i think about it, im pretty sure about 80% of my friends went to the MIA show in their town. no, im not exaggerating. know how i know? cause every one of the mofo's has facebook and they updated their status, posted pictures, made events AND THEN INVITED ME TO THEM! all to celebrate the one and only. s'kool. ^_^
Sorry, bear with me. Its a friday afternoon on my week B schedule which means I only had one class at noon:30 with the european section 8th graders in Saint Cyr... which means, these kids could give tour guides at the high museum of art. they dont need an english TA. i did the math. i made about 20$/hr today just for looking over their shoulders while they worked on presentations. i dont have to put up with bullshit kids who are emotionally unstable and feel like crying and cussin at the teacher all day. there was one girl at the "OTHER" school. haha. thank god i only have to go there once a week. i have maybe 2 good classes out of 6. i had to cuss one girl out last week cause she got outta line. i dont care if you pout, but you make faces at me and i wont tolerate that bs. ca fait chier! i gave her the option of shutting up or leaving. she stayed. and im glad she did. i hate having to regulate, but you gotta with kids. they need it. but yesterday, one girl started crying randomly and wen the teacher was like, "i dont know why youre so upset like that" she told her to fuck off and screamed back at the teacher. dammmmn. haha. maybe its cause im black that i got no patience for insubordinate shits, haha. nono, ive seen some bad ass black kids. my cousins are spoiled as fuck. JaKwon and Aaliyah. theyre cute as hell though.
oh snap! i also remembered, i do have one boy in my class named anthony. his dad is british, and hes lived in england and dubai, so he speak perfect english pretty much. hes pretty cool to have in the class. i dont know if the other students think hes cool. but i think thats damn cool to have lived in dubai and london and france before the age of 15! thats like vacation destinations! newho.
Ive been kicking it more and more with gus and skal. my french slang is gettin GOOOOOD! skal was taking me home one night and i was talking to him about some instances and it was jam packed with improper vocabulary. heres a brief list of the most common ones:
une moeuf- (verlen)- femme= a woman
un mec- slang- homme= a man, young man
un gas- slang- homme= a guy
un pote- slang- amie= a friend
une reum- (verlen)- mere= mother
un reuf-(verlen)-frere= brother
une roeus- (verlen)- soeur= sister
un flic- slang- gendarme=police
un keuf- (verlen)- gendarme= police
un poulet- slang- gendarme=police
***there are PLENTY more for cops, these are the most common
cimer-(verlen)- merci= thank you
ouf-(verlen)-fou= crazy
deuma- (verlen)/slang- mad= mad, crazy
chelou-(verlen)- louche= dirty
wam-(verlen)-moi= me
wat-(verlen)-toi=you
solde-(verlen)-desole= im sorry
nawek- slang- n'importe quoi= nothing
keefer qqc- slang- aimer qqc= to like something "je keefe ce mix" i love this mix.
la bombe- slang= the bomb
ca caille- slang= its cold!
habat-arabic-defonce= drunk, blazed... torn up
nickel- slang= golden- "c'est nikel!" = "thats golden!"
renoix- (verlen)- noire= a black person
thats all i got for know. i cant think of any other ones. but i have to say that im super stoked that i was able to meet gus and skal. not only are they ill folk, but they keep sweet sweet company. one girl, jessai-22yrs, invited me to her house last night with the guys and a couple other of her friends. there were about 8 of us. she made a tartelette de fromage which was dElicious. we smoked hashish from arrival until departure. two matches of poker. laughs. smiles. and good times. its definitely something to be invited into a french person's home and to be able to experience what is french culture. it starts in the home. french people eat super slow. always 4 courses for dinner- appetizers, main dish, cheese, dessert. there is always a baguette. and its customary to bring a gift if you are invited. usually i bring wine. white wine with appetizers, and some sea foods. red wines with red meat, some fish... most entrees go well with red wine but it just depends on your personal preference also... damn, i sound like a wino! and generally, french people eat farely late. im talkin like sometimes between 9-10pm. most french people who smoke hashish smoke them back to back to back. and theyre all expert spliff rollers.
theres a game they play when theyre smoking. if they say, "qui dit bedo?"the first person to respond "bedo" gets the spliff. or they could say, "qui dit spliff?" "spliff". its usually if theres company. but actually, if theres company, chances are that there are anywhere from 2-5 spliffs going around the table at once.
tangent. my fav song just came on my play list. its MIA- jimmy. shhh.... im dancing..."jimmy, hacha! jimmy, hacha!..." im totally boozin on a friday afternoon. one of the assistants is having a house warming party at her spot tonight. if theres any whiskey left come 10pm ill bring the bottle. otherwise ill have to pick up a pie or something nice. nono, ill grab a bag of schrumfs. ill be bringing about 10 bags of those home. its blue gummy smurfs that taste like artificial blueberry goodness. mmm... theyre so damn addicting!
what else has been going on??? oh yea, so i got mothafuckin castles in my back yard yall! theyre all within about a 30-45 min train/car ride. so far ive been to azay-le-rideau, amboise (right---> and chaumont-sur-loire. my fav so far has been amboise located in the city of onzain a 30 min train ride from tours. chaumont was a little creepy. its got ties to free masons and weird shit like that. haha. i dunno, the guy who told us this stuff was a little odd. im really looking forward to chambord(very bottom), villandry(just below), and chenenceau (top castle on water).
Ill have to wait until spring time to go and see Villandry. all those gardens are breathtaking when in bloom. and I still need to get to paris!! no hurry. Id like to see Versaille though. like really, cause i didnt get to see it last summer. or the Moulin Rouge. but i did see the red district in amsterdam. after dark. and that was disgusting. so much so that i packed my bags up and booked a ticket to paris the next morning. after only ONE day in the Dam, can you believe that?? but i stayed longer cause i missed my train, and i cant really say why... . alright, im starting to feel claustrophobic. Damn, i wish i had a LITTLE more space in my room.
AND finally, but not least, to wrap this up and go buy stephane's pie. I do NOT know when im coming back from france. i know id piped last week and said something like 3 years but... its greatly pending. im actually really wanting to come back. i know, i know. total bitch move on my part. wait your whole life for a dream to come true and it comes true right at the same time another one does, but one is like a now or never, and the other will wait on you, so im hoping... blah blah... im trying to have my cake and eat it too guys. like seriously. ill be able to do whatever i want come may. my skills are being perfected. im ready to work. let me answer a damn telephone for 30k a year. frreal. haha, nah, i couldnt sell out for that. unless it was the embassy. and id only do that if they wont drug test me. i could go to GSU and finish there. if im ready to take on round 2 of atlanta. **shudders** some things, not others. damn. im just thinkin about Berlin right now. and MIA. and i keep dreaming about that damn white horse. i want.
ps. i hate doing laundry. no one gives me change for the laundromat. and then its like work, walking down there, waiting, shifting clothes. but all my stuff is clean again. finally.
bisous bisous
bear.
I booked berlin today. DAMN! that felt good. I feel like so much got lifted off my shoulders. So much so that i put on my ritual get down music, and I got down. Its MIA- Kala. and you know, the more i think about it, im pretty sure about 80% of my friends went to the MIA show in their town. no, im not exaggerating. know how i know? cause every one of the mofo's has facebook and they updated their status, posted pictures, made events AND THEN INVITED ME TO THEM! all to celebrate the one and only. s'kool. ^_^
Sorry, bear with me. Its a friday afternoon on my week B schedule which means I only had one class at noon:30 with the european section 8th graders in Saint Cyr... which means, these kids could give tour guides at the high museum of art. they dont need an english TA. i did the math. i made about 20$/hr today just for looking over their shoulders while they worked on presentations. i dont have to put up with bullshit kids who are emotionally unstable and feel like crying and cussin at the teacher all day. there was one girl at the "OTHER" school. haha. thank god i only have to go there once a week. i have maybe 2 good classes out of 6. i had to cuss one girl out last week cause she got outta line. i dont care if you pout, but you make faces at me and i wont tolerate that bs. ca fait chier! i gave her the option of shutting up or leaving. she stayed. and im glad she did. i hate having to regulate, but you gotta with kids. they need it. but yesterday, one girl started crying randomly and wen the teacher was like, "i dont know why youre so upset like that" she told her to fuck off and screamed back at the teacher. dammmmn. haha. maybe its cause im black that i got no patience for insubordinate shits, haha. nono, ive seen some bad ass black kids. my cousins are spoiled as fuck. JaKwon and Aaliyah. theyre cute as hell though.
oh snap! i also remembered, i do have one boy in my class named anthony. his dad is british, and hes lived in england and dubai, so he speak perfect english pretty much. hes pretty cool to have in the class. i dont know if the other students think hes cool. but i think thats damn cool to have lived in dubai and london and france before the age of 15! thats like vacation destinations! newho.
Ive been kicking it more and more with gus and skal. my french slang is gettin GOOOOOD! skal was taking me home one night and i was talking to him about some instances and it was jam packed with improper vocabulary. heres a brief list of the most common ones:
une moeuf- (verlen)- femme= a woman
un mec- slang- homme= a man, young man
un gas- slang- homme= a guy
un pote- slang- amie= a friend
une reum- (verlen)- mere= mother
un reuf-(verlen)-frere= brother
une roeus- (verlen)- soeur= sister
un flic- slang- gendarme=police
un keuf- (verlen)- gendarme= police
un poulet- slang- gendarme=police
***there are PLENTY more for cops, these are the most common
cimer-(verlen)- merci= thank you
ouf-(verlen)-fou= crazy
deuma- (verlen)/slang- mad= mad, crazy
chelou-(verlen)- louche= dirty
wam-(verlen)-moi= me
wat-(verlen)-toi=you
solde-(verlen)-desole= im sorry
nawek- slang- n'importe quoi= nothing
keefer qqc- slang- aimer qqc= to like something "je keefe ce mix" i love this mix.
la bombe- slang= the bomb
ca caille- slang= its cold!
habat-arabic-defonce= drunk, blazed... torn up
nickel- slang= golden- "c'est nikel!" = "thats golden!"
renoix- (verlen)- noire= a black person
thats all i got for know. i cant think of any other ones. but i have to say that im super stoked that i was able to meet gus and skal. not only are they ill folk, but they keep sweet sweet company. one girl, jessai-22yrs, invited me to her house last night with the guys and a couple other of her friends. there were about 8 of us. she made a tartelette de fromage which was dElicious. we smoked hashish from arrival until departure. two matches of poker. laughs. smiles. and good times. its definitely something to be invited into a french person's home and to be able to experience what is french culture. it starts in the home. french people eat super slow. always 4 courses for dinner- appetizers, main dish, cheese, dessert. there is always a baguette. and its customary to bring a gift if you are invited. usually i bring wine. white wine with appetizers, and some sea foods. red wines with red meat, some fish... most entrees go well with red wine but it just depends on your personal preference also... damn, i sound like a wino! and generally, french people eat farely late. im talkin like sometimes between 9-10pm. most french people who smoke hashish smoke them back to back to back. and theyre all expert spliff rollers.
theres a game they play when theyre smoking. if they say, "qui dit bedo?"the first person to respond "bedo" gets the spliff. or they could say, "qui dit spliff?" "spliff". its usually if theres company. but actually, if theres company, chances are that there are anywhere from 2-5 spliffs going around the table at once.
tangent. my fav song just came on my play list. its MIA- jimmy. shhh.... im dancing..."jimmy, hacha! jimmy, hacha!..." im totally boozin on a friday afternoon. one of the assistants is having a house warming party at her spot tonight. if theres any whiskey left come 10pm ill bring the bottle. otherwise ill have to pick up a pie or something nice. nono, ill grab a bag of schrumfs. ill be bringing about 10 bags of those home. its blue gummy smurfs that taste like artificial blueberry goodness. mmm... theyre so damn addicting!
what else has been going on??? oh yea, so i got mothafuckin castles in my back yard yall! theyre all within about a 30-45 min train/car ride. so far ive been to azay-le-rideau, amboise (right---> and chaumont-sur-loire. my fav so far has been amboise located in the city of onzain a 30 min train ride from tours. chaumont was a little creepy. its got ties to free masons and weird shit like that. haha. i dunno, the guy who told us this stuff was a little odd. im really looking forward to chambord(very bottom), villandry(just below), and chenenceau (top castle on water).
Ill have to wait until spring time to go and see Villandry. all those gardens are breathtaking when in bloom. and I still need to get to paris!! no hurry. Id like to see Versaille though. like really, cause i didnt get to see it last summer. or the Moulin Rouge. but i did see the red district in amsterdam. after dark. and that was disgusting. so much so that i packed my bags up and booked a ticket to paris the next morning. after only ONE day in the Dam, can you believe that?? but i stayed longer cause i missed my train, and i cant really say why... . alright, im starting to feel claustrophobic. Damn, i wish i had a LITTLE more space in my room.
AND finally, but not least, to wrap this up and go buy stephane's pie. I do NOT know when im coming back from france. i know id piped last week and said something like 3 years but... its greatly pending. im actually really wanting to come back. i know, i know. total bitch move on my part. wait your whole life for a dream to come true and it comes true right at the same time another one does, but one is like a now or never, and the other will wait on you, so im hoping... blah blah... im trying to have my cake and eat it too guys. like seriously. ill be able to do whatever i want come may. my skills are being perfected. im ready to work. let me answer a damn telephone for 30k a year. frreal. haha, nah, i couldnt sell out for that. unless it was the embassy. and id only do that if they wont drug test me. i could go to GSU and finish there. if im ready to take on round 2 of atlanta. **shudders** some things, not others. damn. im just thinkin about Berlin right now. and MIA. and i keep dreaming about that damn white horse. i want.
ps. i hate doing laundry. no one gives me change for the laundromat. and then its like work, walking down there, waiting, shifting clothes. but all my stuff is clean again. finally.
bisous bisous
bear.
lundi 29 octobre 2007
mr golden sun
it rained all night last night, and its been raining all morning so far. god i miss that. not that the weathers been beautiful here, because it hasnt been all that great. very gloomy, always overcast. if the sun comes out at all its between 3-5. its just i havent fallen asleep to the sound of rain in a long time. the temperature continues to drop and ive switched to wearing my hooded vest coat beneath my other one. i wish id brought my black trench coat. i love trench coats. damn... i bet i could still get it shipped. but i suppose once i get my pea coat that might suffice. and i wish i had my rain boots. perhaps ill buy a new pair here.
i seem to be coming down hard with something. i havent been as up to beat since thursday night. i went to pimps with eleni, her neighbor caroline, and her boyfriend, another guy gille who id met once before at the cafe des langues, and a couple others. but i really had absolutely no life in me. and gille kept trying to neck me, or i dont know what the hell he was doing. i nearly hurled when i was walking to meet up with them and i ended up leaving the club early and walking home by myself around 3.
friday night the german assistant, Thang's girlfriend arrived from germany. when he went to pick her up he was dressed in a suit and tie and hed bought flowers for her. sigh, it was absolutely adorable. hah, so then he stopped by my door to say whats up after about an hour or so and he says to me, "if you wanna stop by and meet my girl, practice your german, you know, come on over. just, give us a few first." ...duude... cooome on!! she just took a damn 12 hr train ride from dresde. you havent seen her in how long? you cant just tell me 'just give us a few'. alls im sayin is... id just straight up be like "ill see you tomorrow man! goooood night!"
i bought a dress on friday with my neighbor ikram. saturday i met up with ashley and we did a little bit of shopping. but well, i didnt buy anything that time. and that was after id slept until 15h and was only jolted out of bed by my doorbell. it was a taiwanese girl buon shyuu(???) that id met at cafe des langues who wanted to have an french exchange. shes going to find me a japanese exchange ^_^. well, she brought me a croissant when she came up, which was nice. and i invited her to come shopping with ashley and i, but she had a friend with her and they had to go. its going to be hard helping her. she knows very little french, even less english, and i dont know chinese. but itll be fun!
and im ashamed to say it, but i didnt leave my apt building not once yesterday (sunday). but i really just didnt have the energy. it was sunday first of all, so everything was closed anyways. i was coughin stuff all day, fuckiiiiiin cigarettes! but on the other hand, because i took the time to decorate my walls a bit, its not so dull in here anymore. i spent the day watching youtube videos, then i switched it up a bit and watched about a dozen southpark episodes. i was going to finish watching princess mononoke, but i think i just passed out instead. i did make myself dinner, and i smoked a dubie with ikram and her friend. thang stopped by as well. today is his birthday and he wants to have a potluck tonight around 1830. and then cafe des langues. wow. having a routine makes life appear to go by faster. i mean, once youre in the motion its hard to break it. i told myself i was going to look through my japanese books for this week. yea, that didnt happen.
which goes back to what i was saying earlier, if we're always in the habit of doing the same things, we become older faster. hmmm, i believe i know how to slow down time. =D its just so much easier to always be absent minded.
i was reminded today about how poorly i manage time. and i suppose it also has to do with how important i feel something is... but not always. take for example: school, always late. papers, always last minute. church, always late. work. always late.. meal breaks were smoke breaks. this school job, ive actually been pretty punctual. i think i was maybe 5 minutes late once, 15 minutes late once. then there were those 2 times at the other school where i was 2.5hrs late, but it wasnt my fault... and they knew that, so, it doesnt count.
man, i have GOT to be ill with something. my head feels heavy with fever, my stomach has been ultra sensitive, im exhausted to move. i got ill the last time i was in europe, but it just felt like a 2 day thing. its been 4 days now. well thank god its vacation. eleni went to paris again! lucky bitch. and ashley went to nice and paris. pareil. whatever, im going to berlin. there was a rumor that we were supposed to be getting paid soon, like this week. i hope this is true because i have to pay rent this week. i bet if i asked my parents to pay for half of my berlin trip theyd throw down. i wont know until i ask!
tours finally got its firs kfc. thats right! kentucky friend chicken has made its way to the beautiful wine country of the loire valley. i believe the last time i had kfc was with john-mercer about 2 weeks just before i left. it was damn good. to show my appreciation, i am wearing my gold fangs, my hair in cornrows the whole week, as well as wearing my dunks. ill stop by sometime this week to enjoy.
my teacher, vero, gus' mom, who had me over for the bbq is on going to stop by in about an hour to scoop me up and take me to a hypermarche. which is sorta like a walmart im guessing? theyd have peanut butter and ranch dressing. i need a pillow, some food to cook something for thang's potluck tonight, um... i dunno what else. maybe an A hat.
sigh, life is consistent.
until next time
bear
i seem to be coming down hard with something. i havent been as up to beat since thursday night. i went to pimps with eleni, her neighbor caroline, and her boyfriend, another guy gille who id met once before at the cafe des langues, and a couple others. but i really had absolutely no life in me. and gille kept trying to neck me, or i dont know what the hell he was doing. i nearly hurled when i was walking to meet up with them and i ended up leaving the club early and walking home by myself around 3.
friday night the german assistant, Thang's girlfriend arrived from germany. when he went to pick her up he was dressed in a suit and tie and hed bought flowers for her. sigh, it was absolutely adorable. hah, so then he stopped by my door to say whats up after about an hour or so and he says to me, "if you wanna stop by and meet my girl, practice your german, you know, come on over. just, give us a few first." ...duude... cooome on!! she just took a damn 12 hr train ride from dresde. you havent seen her in how long? you cant just tell me 'just give us a few'. alls im sayin is... id just straight up be like "ill see you tomorrow man! goooood night!"
i bought a dress on friday with my neighbor ikram. saturday i met up with ashley and we did a little bit of shopping. but well, i didnt buy anything that time. and that was after id slept until 15h and was only jolted out of bed by my doorbell. it was a taiwanese girl buon shyuu(???) that id met at cafe des langues who wanted to have an french exchange. shes going to find me a japanese exchange ^_^. well, she brought me a croissant when she came up, which was nice. and i invited her to come shopping with ashley and i, but she had a friend with her and they had to go. its going to be hard helping her. she knows very little french, even less english, and i dont know chinese. but itll be fun!
and im ashamed to say it, but i didnt leave my apt building not once yesterday (sunday). but i really just didnt have the energy. it was sunday first of all, so everything was closed anyways. i was coughin stuff all day, fuckiiiiiin cigarettes! but on the other hand, because i took the time to decorate my walls a bit, its not so dull in here anymore. i spent the day watching youtube videos, then i switched it up a bit and watched about a dozen southpark episodes. i was going to finish watching princess mononoke, but i think i just passed out instead. i did make myself dinner, and i smoked a dubie with ikram and her friend. thang stopped by as well. today is his birthday and he wants to have a potluck tonight around 1830. and then cafe des langues. wow. having a routine makes life appear to go by faster. i mean, once youre in the motion its hard to break it. i told myself i was going to look through my japanese books for this week. yea, that didnt happen.
which goes back to what i was saying earlier, if we're always in the habit of doing the same things, we become older faster. hmmm, i believe i know how to slow down time. =D its just so much easier to always be absent minded.
i was reminded today about how poorly i manage time. and i suppose it also has to do with how important i feel something is... but not always. take for example: school, always late. papers, always last minute. church, always late. work. always late.. meal breaks were smoke breaks. this school job, ive actually been pretty punctual. i think i was maybe 5 minutes late once, 15 minutes late once. then there were those 2 times at the other school where i was 2.5hrs late, but it wasnt my fault... and they knew that, so, it doesnt count.
man, i have GOT to be ill with something. my head feels heavy with fever, my stomach has been ultra sensitive, im exhausted to move. i got ill the last time i was in europe, but it just felt like a 2 day thing. its been 4 days now. well thank god its vacation. eleni went to paris again! lucky bitch. and ashley went to nice and paris. pareil. whatever, im going to berlin. there was a rumor that we were supposed to be getting paid soon, like this week. i hope this is true because i have to pay rent this week. i bet if i asked my parents to pay for half of my berlin trip theyd throw down. i wont know until i ask!
tours finally got its firs kfc. thats right! kentucky friend chicken has made its way to the beautiful wine country of the loire valley. i believe the last time i had kfc was with john-mercer about 2 weeks just before i left. it was damn good. to show my appreciation, i am wearing my gold fangs, my hair in cornrows the whole week, as well as wearing my dunks. ill stop by sometime this week to enjoy.
my teacher, vero, gus' mom, who had me over for the bbq is on going to stop by in about an hour to scoop me up and take me to a hypermarche. which is sorta like a walmart im guessing? theyd have peanut butter and ranch dressing. i need a pillow, some food to cook something for thang's potluck tonight, um... i dunno what else. maybe an A hat.
sigh, life is consistent.
until next time
bear
samedi 27 octobre 2007
please sunshine
im feeling a little... content.
a little acute if you may. you could call it comfortable or maybe confident.
ive got augustus pablos "please sunshine" on my media player right now.
i love this shit...
gus got me listenin to this organic music. that reggae, that rub-a-dub. it really does provoke a sense of well-being which is unavoidable.
so, i feel ive completely embraced my new life. now its only a matter of allowing my new environment to change me, to evolve me a bit.
i pray that the gods would shine some light on this empty vessel of mine.
i know so little, im not afraid to say it.
and im desperately eager to learn more.
make me your bitch and teach me the ropes zeus.
si on a toujours l'habitude de mener la meme vie, alors ca se fatigue. ca vous rend plus vieux plus vite si vous voulez. il est toujours necessaire dapprendre des choses de nouvelle.
(if youre always living in the same routine, it can become tiresome. even, it makes you older faster. its necessary to always be learning something new.)
my english is beginning to escape me. yesssss. but there are still holes (des troux) in my french vocabulary which prevent me from being 100% with french either. it can be quite comical actually. like when i used to be junked out and would forget my reality in the middle of a sentence. well, no, this is comical. that was just depressing because i actually could notice the deterioration of my brain, not just a memory lapse. hmm... but still fond memories nonetheless.
i was on the bus the other day thinking about that. how so many more people get into drug problems in the big cities. and well, i have to say that ive slowed down tremendously since my arrival in this small town, as i knew i would. atlanta has 4million residents, tours has only 400k. but you know, for every time there is a season and right now i have to grow up a little.
but like i said before, im very content.
and ive always been a dreamer.
life is beautiful like that. i am at my makers hand.
and its like i said way before, you make one life changing decision and then other ones become less frightening and then that much more desirable. and maybe the times were wild because i had nothing but the those days to look forward to. my obligations were as such that coming to work out of my mind was overlooked. once a junkie always a junkie. doesnt matter your drug of choice. human beings crave discipline and if theres nothing in our parameters which restrains us, we'll be as free as we think we can handle. its just very exhausting.
but what made me think twice about my way of life was feeling something even more powerful than myself. i was passing the evening with a friend of mine and i completely forgot time and space and i knew nothing but the absolute bliss which i was enveloped in. i decided that i didnt need any other high in life, just that new element. id become a total bitch, settling like that.
and i think we all crave some sort of overall fulfillment as well. there are some things ive desired since childhood. others that ive grown to appreciate that i know i couldnt do without. we're throughout our lives searching for those things which resonate deep in our souls. like the feeling you got the first time you were surrounded by wasted, sweaty people in a mosh pit... and then the music started. and you completely let go. the feeling you get when you taste your youth. or i believe i sometimes get the same feeling when i go to the bathroom... no really. some of our actions are so human that life couldnt be more simplified in any other way. we sleep, we wake, theres interactions, we eat, we shit, we sleep. this my friends is simplicity, is equality, is contentment, is satisfaction. its a mind boggling, beautiful feeling when you think about it.
but even still, there is so much more that is out of my control. i can only be at the hand of my own actions. you cant piss what i drink or shit what i eat. my battles are my own. my chemin(path) is chosen by my own two feet. this is my life homie, you decide yours. and although my eyes, ears, hands, mouth, heart can only experience its own pleasures, i can still appreciate the sensations of others. i love watching people in love, children at play, old people being old, young people being foolish. its only when you experience those same things for yourself that the reality of these actions, these feelings becomes orgasmic. ill never forget the first time i saw the eiffel tour. or flew on a plane. or had my heart broken. or fell in love.
but i had to experience the rainy days to know how to rightfully appreciate the sunny ones.
im playing a game with time now. i wont let her get the best of me. ive slowed down, and my patience is building up in return. it takes some people a lifetime to be here now. to not want anymore. to not need anymore. ill take what the wind brings me. and ill learn to appreciate it as well.
meanwhile the cigarettes just leave a bad taste in my mouth. the wine exhausts me. work will forever just be work. oh but life is beautiful because contentment is on my side. and im getting younger with every day.
a little acute if you may. you could call it comfortable or maybe confident.
ive got augustus pablos "please sunshine" on my media player right now.
i love this shit...
gus got me listenin to this organic music. that reggae, that rub-a-dub. it really does provoke a sense of well-being which is unavoidable.
so, i feel ive completely embraced my new life. now its only a matter of allowing my new environment to change me, to evolve me a bit.
i pray that the gods would shine some light on this empty vessel of mine.
i know so little, im not afraid to say it.
and im desperately eager to learn more.
make me your bitch and teach me the ropes zeus.
si on a toujours l'habitude de mener la meme vie, alors ca se fatigue. ca vous rend plus vieux plus vite si vous voulez. il est toujours necessaire dapprendre des choses de nouvelle.
(if youre always living in the same routine, it can become tiresome. even, it makes you older faster. its necessary to always be learning something new.)
my english is beginning to escape me. yesssss. but there are still holes (des troux) in my french vocabulary which prevent me from being 100% with french either. it can be quite comical actually. like when i used to be junked out and would forget my reality in the middle of a sentence. well, no, this is comical. that was just depressing because i actually could notice the deterioration of my brain, not just a memory lapse. hmm... but still fond memories nonetheless.
i was on the bus the other day thinking about that. how so many more people get into drug problems in the big cities. and well, i have to say that ive slowed down tremendously since my arrival in this small town, as i knew i would. atlanta has 4million residents, tours has only 400k. but you know, for every time there is a season and right now i have to grow up a little.
but like i said before, im very content.
and ive always been a dreamer.
life is beautiful like that. i am at my makers hand.
and its like i said way before, you make one life changing decision and then other ones become less frightening and then that much more desirable. and maybe the times were wild because i had nothing but the those days to look forward to. my obligations were as such that coming to work out of my mind was overlooked. once a junkie always a junkie. doesnt matter your drug of choice. human beings crave discipline and if theres nothing in our parameters which restrains us, we'll be as free as we think we can handle. its just very exhausting.
but what made me think twice about my way of life was feeling something even more powerful than myself. i was passing the evening with a friend of mine and i completely forgot time and space and i knew nothing but the absolute bliss which i was enveloped in. i decided that i didnt need any other high in life, just that new element. id become a total bitch, settling like that.
and i think we all crave some sort of overall fulfillment as well. there are some things ive desired since childhood. others that ive grown to appreciate that i know i couldnt do without. we're throughout our lives searching for those things which resonate deep in our souls. like the feeling you got the first time you were surrounded by wasted, sweaty people in a mosh pit... and then the music started. and you completely let go. the feeling you get when you taste your youth. or i believe i sometimes get the same feeling when i go to the bathroom... no really. some of our actions are so human that life couldnt be more simplified in any other way. we sleep, we wake, theres interactions, we eat, we shit, we sleep. this my friends is simplicity, is equality, is contentment, is satisfaction. its a mind boggling, beautiful feeling when you think about it.
but even still, there is so much more that is out of my control. i can only be at the hand of my own actions. you cant piss what i drink or shit what i eat. my battles are my own. my chemin(path) is chosen by my own two feet. this is my life homie, you decide yours. and although my eyes, ears, hands, mouth, heart can only experience its own pleasures, i can still appreciate the sensations of others. i love watching people in love, children at play, old people being old, young people being foolish. its only when you experience those same things for yourself that the reality of these actions, these feelings becomes orgasmic. ill never forget the first time i saw the eiffel tour. or flew on a plane. or had my heart broken. or fell in love.
but i had to experience the rainy days to know how to rightfully appreciate the sunny ones.
im playing a game with time now. i wont let her get the best of me. ive slowed down, and my patience is building up in return. it takes some people a lifetime to be here now. to not want anymore. to not need anymore. ill take what the wind brings me. and ill learn to appreciate it as well.
meanwhile the cigarettes just leave a bad taste in my mouth. the wine exhausts me. work will forever just be work. oh but life is beautiful because contentment is on my side. and im getting younger with every day.
vendredi 26 octobre 2007
white plastered walls painted with 356 shades of wonderful
so let me look at the calendar now and do a little bit of math... ive been in france now for 4.5 weeks. man. it really doesnt even feel like that short of time. i keep worrying that im not picking up more french at a fast enough rate, but ive learned a lot, and its ONLY been 4.5 weeks. i guess i feel like im not achieving enough because in comparison with my spanish immersion where i knew abcde of spanish, i pretty much had the whole french language already, accent and everything, so now its just a matter of letting it come out, increasing my vocabulary, learning a bit of slang, and learning how to talk shit with confidence.
so i went this past thursday to the rendez-vous point to go to the middle school in S. tours and the cunt didnt come again!! last week it was a damn strike, this week i think she went on a bike tour with some people? whatever dude, i wish shed at least let me know! cause see heres the thing, one of my classes had prepared an american breakfast for me! with pancakes, french toast, bacon, egs, juice, scones.... AND I MISSED THAT SHIT! instead, i was chillin out in a little coffeeshop in Joue waiting for the #30 bus to show up. i was the youngest person there by 35 years easily. some of the men were having beers at 1030am, others rose, i just had a shot of espresso and some pastries id picked up from the boulingerie around the corner. if youre ever in france and you stop by a patissiere, you must ask for a mousse de fruits rouges. its absolutely DELICIOUS! its like raspberry, strawberry, boysenberry mousse with fruit on top? its soooo good! im going to make a note to buy one everytime i pass through joue =D.
but seriously, im going to have the nicest legs and ass by the time spring rolls around. i live on
the 5th floor!! WITHOUTH elevator! (in french, the 4th floor). so i go up and down at least 6 times a day. my thighs are lookin quite nice if i might say ^_^
so the past 3 days ive been decorating. the mundane, white plastered walls were filling my head with nothingness and i needed something to think about. so i chopped up my magazines. and coincidently, veronique gave me 4 french elle magazines, 3 of which i cut up... my dad always hated when i did that to my room. he said it made him feel weird to come in. heh, i feel dirty just looking at my walls too. but im a dirty girl.
i think i might be kicking it with gus and pascal maybe tomorrow early afternoon. ashley wants to meet up and go shopping, but id like to burn with the guys for a minute. we'll have our little "tea time", haha. i think veronique said something to her son gus about takin care of me so im not bored all the time. shes very sweet. in fact, she reminds
me of an older, white, french version of my sister... ? very bubbly, eager to take care of anyone else, hospitable, laid back.
(pascal left, gus right) i went by pascals place tuesday afternoon and got some more herb. its a lot better than the last stuff i got. i think. or maybe its just been a while.. i think its pretty dank. ive been sleepin non stop... well, anywho, so when i was at pascals place he pulls out this bag of mexican mushrooms!! and hes like, "i didnt take them out last time because gus doesnt do them." so imma totally try and score some fungus from him. its fuckin vacation for the next 10 days son!
i think ill be going to Mt. Saint Michael in the NW of france for a day with francisco and his girlfriend. ugh. maybe i shouldnt. francisco really disgusts me. i swear hes got a different girl over there every night, and bless his girlfriends heart (who Thang, the german assistant, commented on today saying "shes not very pretty") but still! break up with her if you just want to screw around. asshole. newho, maybe i wont go if its just the 3 of us because i know too much about them and i dont wanna be put in that situation seeing straight through francisco and being disgusted for 8hrs of the day. besides mt st michael, veronique is going to take me to the beautiful chateaux chambord. its gorgeous. ive seen pictures. its on a lake... yea, ill take some pictures too. i still have to send my camera back to my folks. i should do it soon and then maybe, if theyre for serious planning on coming to see me in january (some people are fickle man!! i know how that shit goes. not sayin its intentional ever, but just unpredictable.) then maybe i can get it back by then. but fuh! cause stephanie and michael are coming for christmas so ill need it by then. shit. i gotta send it asap. right after chambord.
sorry i just spent a whole paragraph debating with myself about life, haha. but seriously, i think its time to go to bed. its the weeeeeekend baby! i only had 1 cigarette today. wow. it wasnt intentional, but, it felt good. i mean my lungs missed it, but mentally i succeeded... hmm...
alrighty, have a good'un
bear
so i went this past thursday to the rendez-vous point to go to the middle school in S. tours and the cunt didnt come again!! last week it was a damn strike, this week i think she went on a bike tour with some people? whatever dude, i wish shed at least let me know! cause see heres the thing, one of my classes had prepared an american breakfast for me! with pancakes, french toast, bacon, egs, juice, scones.... AND I MISSED THAT SHIT! instead, i was chillin out in a little coffeeshop in Joue waiting for the #30 bus to show up. i was the youngest person there by 35 years easily. some of the men were having beers at 1030am, others rose, i just had a shot of espresso and some pastries id picked up from the boulingerie around the corner. if youre ever in france and you stop by a patissiere, you must ask for a mousse de fruits rouges. its absolutely DELICIOUS! its like raspberry, strawberry, boysenberry mousse with fruit on top? its soooo good! im going to make a note to buy one everytime i pass through joue =D.
but seriously, im going to have the nicest legs and ass by the time spring rolls around. i live on
the 5th floor!! WITHOUTH elevator! (in french, the 4th floor). so i go up and down at least 6 times a day. my thighs are lookin quite nice if i might say ^_^so the past 3 days ive been decorating. the mundane, white plastered walls were filling my head with nothingness and i needed something to think about. so i chopped up my magazines. and coincidently, veronique gave me 4 french elle magazines, 3 of which i cut up... my dad always hated when i did that to my room. he said it made him feel weird to come in. heh, i feel dirty just looking at my walls too. but im a dirty girl.
i think i might be kicking it with gus and pascal maybe tomorrow early afternoon. ashley wants to meet up and go shopping, but id like to burn with the guys for a minute. we'll have our little "tea time", haha. i think veronique said something to her son gus about takin care of me so im not bored all the time. shes very sweet. in fact, she reminds
me of an older, white, french version of my sister... ? very bubbly, eager to take care of anyone else, hospitable, laid back.(pascal left, gus right) i went by pascals place tuesday afternoon and got some more herb. its a lot better than the last stuff i got. i think. or maybe its just been a while.. i think its pretty dank. ive been sleepin non stop... well, anywho, so when i was at pascals place he pulls out this bag of mexican mushrooms!! and hes like, "i didnt take them out last time because gus doesnt do them." so imma totally try and score some fungus from him. its fuckin vacation for the next 10 days son!
i think ill be going to Mt. Saint Michael in the NW of france for a day with francisco and his girlfriend. ugh. maybe i shouldnt. francisco really disgusts me. i swear hes got a different girl over there every night, and bless his girlfriends heart (who Thang, the german assistant, commented on today saying "shes not very pretty") but still! break up with her if you just want to screw around. asshole. newho, maybe i wont go if its just the 3 of us because i know too much about them and i dont wanna be put in that situation seeing straight through francisco and being disgusted for 8hrs of the day. besides mt st michael, veronique is going to take me to the beautiful chateaux chambord. its gorgeous. ive seen pictures. its on a lake... yea, ill take some pictures too. i still have to send my camera back to my folks. i should do it soon and then maybe, if theyre for serious planning on coming to see me in january (some people are fickle man!! i know how that shit goes. not sayin its intentional ever, but just unpredictable.) then maybe i can get it back by then. but fuh! cause stephanie and michael are coming for christmas so ill need it by then. shit. i gotta send it asap. right after chambord.
sorry i just spent a whole paragraph debating with myself about life, haha. but seriously, i think its time to go to bed. its the weeeeeekend baby! i only had 1 cigarette today. wow. it wasnt intentional, but, it felt good. i mean my lungs missed it, but mentally i succeeded... hmm...
alrighty, have a good'un
bear
mardi 23 octobre 2007
i smell freedom... i smell vacaaaation!
its been a while. ive forgotten what i wrote about last time around... but i know a bit has happened since. damn, its been a LONG week. where do i start... so i finally met all my roomates and theyre all between 20-25, with the exception of Kenza (15). So the other night, my neighbor yohann stopped by my room (hes in school for electrical engineering of some sort... hes learning how to wire elevators) and asked if i had rolling papers. hmmmm. "yessss, may i ask what youre going to put in there?" "du shitre" (hashish), heh. remind you, id asked him before if he smoked anything and hed said no. Well, his buddies from school are always stopping by his spot after class, in the evening to game it up. so i went by and burned with them. then the following afternoon, his buddy abdul stopped by asking for papers again, and he invited me over. that evening, yohann ended up cooking dinner for about... 10 people!! me, yohann & 2 of his friends from school, my neighbors kenza and her sister ikram, icham - my neighbor on the other side, and the german assistant Thang came by with 3 of his german friends. we ate good, we boozed up, cheefed up, and then headed out!
it was about 1 when we left and didnt make i to piiiiimps until about 130. hah, can i just say it is absolutely obligatory from now on that i kick it with germans. fuckin WILD! i believe at one point this guy alex was approached by 2 french girls who asked him for a cigarette, to which he replied, "we my friend an i have 2 big cigarettes right here..." but he looks so fn innocent!!!
so we got turned away from pimps, im guessing cause the germans were wearing jeans and thats not cool. so then we had to walk to old town tours which is about 45 minutes back the way we
came. but we made it to this small bar that had a dance floor downstairs and a stripper pole right in the middle of the floor. and that night in particular there just so happened to be a "safe sex" group there giving out free rubbers, and check this, FEMALE CONDOMS! i mean, ive heard of em, but never in my life have i been showed one, then explained how to use it. its like a fricken trash bag!! and the instructions manual, DEAR GOD! it was descriptive! i mean, i think we could get the gist after 3 pictures, but there must have been about 3 pages with 10 different images showing how to insert it. i mean, pubes and everything. i had a good laugh at it.
AND THEN! if that wasnt enough, there were this one butch lesbian and her friend (who strongly resembled Atlantas own clermont lounge star Blondie...). well, Blondie decides to get up and dance on the pole, go figure, and Thang (bless his heart) gets up there and is dancing with her! so im trying not to make it obvious that they look ridiculous, but i guess she thought i was diggin her, so she reaches out for me to get up there with her, "no thank you man"... so she gives me a rose instead! and i hate it when offensive people get all in your grill and are tryin to talk to you when youve never met them before in your life.. well, her breaf was rank and she said, "you better hold onto that rose!" yea, i still got it... its a rose for cryin out loud! plus i didnt want her to find me later that night without it and have her confront me about it.
what a night. i left kinda early with the germans, around 4 (cause european clubs dont close till 6am!). i got invited out the following night, but i cant hang like that man. no way jose. i mean... i can, but nah. yohann and his buddies invite me over to play playstation fromtime to time and burn. the other night, abdul came and knocked on my door asking if i had any hash. i didnt, so he went downstairs to buy some ciggs at the store and asked one person on his way... the second person asked him if he had any papers and he said, "i have papers if youve got hashish!" so he scored some free hash for just some rolling papers! damn. i told him that didnt happen too often in atlanta. theyre cool guys. they kinda... but no where near, remind me of my homies at ford factory. yea. 1 charles gille is where its at!
last monday and yesterday monday i had the chance to talk in portuguese at the cafe des langues. in fact, i do believe (and i was super stoked about this), i had conversations with people in every language i can handle- french, spanish, english, portuguese, and japanese. i went home feeling very satisfied ^_^. i even learned some dirty german, "mochten sie essen meine muschi?" mmm, try and go figure that one out. *snickers*
stephanie wrote me and told me she bought her ticket to come to europe!!! so... IM GOING TO BERLIN FOR CHRISTMAS/NEWYEARS TO MEET UP WIF MY HOME GIRL!! peeeee! im bummed i wasnt able to get to amstedam this weekend to meet up with mateo and valerie. i just didnt have enough of and advance notice and it was expensive as hell! the only way that would happen is if i can catch a ride with Pascal (weed man)... thats IF hes going. hmm... i should go call him btw. yeaaa.
i did my lessons today on halloween since french people know jack shit about it besides costumes and trick o treatin. haunted houses?? hay rides?? maize mazes?? bobbing for apples?? so i educated them about that stuff, then had them play a 10 questions game. each student chose a character and then the other kids in the class asked them questions to guess what character they were. vampire, warewolf, invisible man, the guy from scream, a pumpkin. i have one student who out shines ALLLLLL my classes combined, out of both schools. his name is Etienne. hes very witty too. ill have to think of way to keep him interested in the class. but it was a success because i got all the students talking and asking questions. we had fun. i just wish id brought them candy. i went to lunch after class with one of the teachers to this traditional creperie restaurant. it was really good.
soooo, now im chillin. im going to call pascal now so i can get my high on. no school tomorrow. friday afternoon starts the vacation- YAY! fingers crossed ill get to paris, or maybe back to chinon to scope out more castles. thatd be the cheaper option. and yea, i gotta strap down now frrreal. hope amerika is doin yall well!
bear
it was about 1 when we left and didnt make i to piiiiimps until about 130. hah, can i just say it is absolutely obligatory from now on that i kick it with germans. fuckin WILD! i believe at one point this guy alex was approached by 2 french girls who asked him for a cigarette, to which he replied, "we my friend an i have 2 big cigarettes right here..." but he looks so fn innocent!!!
so we got turned away from pimps, im guessing cause the germans were wearing jeans and thats not cool. so then we had to walk to old town tours which is about 45 minutes back the way we
came. but we made it to this small bar that had a dance floor downstairs and a stripper pole right in the middle of the floor. and that night in particular there just so happened to be a "safe sex" group there giving out free rubbers, and check this, FEMALE CONDOMS! i mean, ive heard of em, but never in my life have i been showed one, then explained how to use it. its like a fricken trash bag!! and the instructions manual, DEAR GOD! it was descriptive! i mean, i think we could get the gist after 3 pictures, but there must have been about 3 pages with 10 different images showing how to insert it. i mean, pubes and everything. i had a good laugh at it.AND THEN! if that wasnt enough, there were this one butch lesbian and her friend (who strongly resembled Atlantas own clermont lounge star Blondie...). well, Blondie decides to get up and dance on the pole, go figure, and Thang (bless his heart) gets up there and is dancing with her! so im trying not to make it obvious that they look ridiculous, but i guess she thought i was diggin her, so she reaches out for me to get up there with her, "no thank you man"... so she gives me a rose instead! and i hate it when offensive people get all in your grill and are tryin to talk to you when youve never met them before in your life.. well, her breaf was rank and she said, "you better hold onto that rose!" yea, i still got it... its a rose for cryin out loud! plus i didnt want her to find me later that night without it and have her confront me about it.
what a night. i left kinda early with the germans, around 4 (cause european clubs dont close till 6am!). i got invited out the following night, but i cant hang like that man. no way jose. i mean... i can, but nah. yohann and his buddies invite me over to play playstation fromtime to time and burn. the other night, abdul came and knocked on my door asking if i had any hash. i didnt, so he went downstairs to buy some ciggs at the store and asked one person on his way... the second person asked him if he had any papers and he said, "i have papers if youve got hashish!" so he scored some free hash for just some rolling papers! damn. i told him that didnt happen too often in atlanta. theyre cool guys. they kinda... but no where near, remind me of my homies at ford factory. yea. 1 charles gille is where its at!
last monday and yesterday monday i had the chance to talk in portuguese at the cafe des langues. in fact, i do believe (and i was super stoked about this), i had conversations with people in every language i can handle- french, spanish, english, portuguese, and japanese. i went home feeling very satisfied ^_^. i even learned some dirty german, "mochten sie essen meine muschi?" mmm, try and go figure that one out. *snickers*
stephanie wrote me and told me she bought her ticket to come to europe!!! so... IM GOING TO BERLIN FOR CHRISTMAS/NEWYEARS TO MEET UP WIF MY HOME GIRL!! peeeee! im bummed i wasnt able to get to amstedam this weekend to meet up with mateo and valerie. i just didnt have enough of and advance notice and it was expensive as hell! the only way that would happen is if i can catch a ride with Pascal (weed man)... thats IF hes going. hmm... i should go call him btw. yeaaa.
i did my lessons today on halloween since french people know jack shit about it besides costumes and trick o treatin. haunted houses?? hay rides?? maize mazes?? bobbing for apples?? so i educated them about that stuff, then had them play a 10 questions game. each student chose a character and then the other kids in the class asked them questions to guess what character they were. vampire, warewolf, invisible man, the guy from scream, a pumpkin. i have one student who out shines ALLLLLL my classes combined, out of both schools. his name is Etienne. hes very witty too. ill have to think of way to keep him interested in the class. but it was a success because i got all the students talking and asking questions. we had fun. i just wish id brought them candy. i went to lunch after class with one of the teachers to this traditional creperie restaurant. it was really good.
soooo, now im chillin. im going to call pascal now so i can get my high on. no school tomorrow. friday afternoon starts the vacation- YAY! fingers crossed ill get to paris, or maybe back to chinon to scope out more castles. thatd be the cheaper option. and yea, i gotta strap down now frrreal. hope amerika is doin yall well!
bear
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