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Because it might do best the job of explaining, ( Read more... )For those of you who don't feel like reading through all that... Yeah. I am totally coming home as originally planned, with no alterations. That was just an amazingly fun April Fool's prank. It is a little after 11 here, so I should let you all know what's up - otherwise it'd be cheating. Heee. I derived much sadistic pleasure from this ^^ |
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Right... Two weeks since I let the Food thing fall off... I couldn't even make it a week. But that's not what I'm here to talk about. This is more an announcement than an update or the like. I mean, I have been thinking about it forever, but I didn't want to say anything - I thought that it would pass eventually. I thought I could wait it out. France is the most amazing place I have ever been in my life. Paris is... the entire world. The people, the places, it's just... There aren't words. I couldn't possibly describe it. And now, I'm sure... I couldn't possibly leave it. I've already told Chris, so I feel alright posting this up here. He's not taking it too well... I'm going to miss his graduation. If I leave France, I'm not sure what the chances of getting another entry visa is... And I already have the things rolling for my Carte de Sejour. I have the french skills to take university here, and music is the same the world 'round... I'm not coming back to the States. Not anytime soon, at least. Feel free to give your thoughts... Send some love Chris' way. |
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Running Tab Whooo! Breakfast:
1 pain au lait with raspberry jam
1 glass tropical fruit juice
I cut up a pear, but as soon as I cut in to it I saw that it was all brown and nasty =( Lunch:
Cheese, ham, and potato crepe - http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3385/3346676420_0d1f193280.jpg?v=0 - which actually turned out to be horrifically nasty.
Salad of one tomato and some lettuce with a tablespoon each of olive oil and balsamic. Surprisingly delicious after horrific faux-cheese disaster. Afternoon:
1 square of coffee mousse filled dark chocolate Dinner:
Carrot salad
Steamed broccoli
1 individually pre-wrapped personal organic portioned hamburger patty - http://media.telemarket.fr/imgnwprd/009/009196/00919617/00919617-t0.jpg
1 bowl raspberry and strawberry salad Seeing a theme here...? Also, damnit I just realized that I bought two things of shampoo instead of one of shampoo and one of conditioner. And I really need to shower tonight. Bother. |
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First, yes, I was writing in Rich Text - they switched the places of my tabs, so that RT automatically came up, and I actually had to DO Something to get to HTML. Well, that's solved at least ^^ Second, crap, I fell asleep without posting this. Well.... Oh well. THIRD AND MOST IMPORTANT HAPPY BIRTHDAY SANG I LOVE YOU <3 We now continue with our regularly scheduled foods. Breakfast:
1 pain au lait with raspberry preserves
1 café au lait - no sugar. Morning:
1 tiny vending machine cappuccino when I got to school
1 tiny vending machine cappuccino at the half way break of school
1 mini Mars bar at the half-way break of school Lunch:
1 ham and cheese and mustard and lettuce sandwich from the bakery next to the grocery store
1 sugar tarte - http://www.whytraveltofrance.com/images/tarteausucre.jpg - from same bakery - lest I go shopping hungry, you see. Afternoon:
1 cheese and mustard sandwich
1 café au lait Dinner:
Tomato salad
Boiled zucchini and carrots
Soy galette - http://www.sports-sante.com/images/bio/galette-tofu-bio.jpg
Bowl of strawberry and raspberry fruit salad |
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First - Whooooo, I will almost certaintly be visiting Karda in London the weekend of the 27nd! I have been promised mead, welsh lesbian vampire movie, and NO STEAK AND KIDNEY PIE! WHOOOOOOO!! Eurostar tickets will set me back a bit, but you know? I spend no money. I can get by with it. Plus, it's not like I can very well say NO to an opportunity that may never come for a long time for as relatively little expense. WHOOOOOO!! Second - I really need to have a window open for this thing, because otherwise I worry about forgetting. Third - Apparently my code is messed up for no good reason. Chris copypasted my post directly in to his journal and it worked. I don't know what's up with mine, but I"ll just skip the code. SO... Breakfast:
1 coconut yogurt, because [ Error: Irreparable invalid markup ('<lj-user="chemicalpipit">') in entry. Owner must fix manually. Raw contents below.] First - Whooooo, I will almost certaintly be visiting Karda in London the weekend of the 27nd! I have been promised mead, welsh lesbian vampire movie, and NO STEAK AND KIDNEY PIE! WHOOOOOOO!! Eurostar tickets will set me back a bit, but you know? I spend no money. I can get by with it. Plus, it's not like I can very well say NO to an opportunity that may never come for a long time for as relatively little expense. WHOOOOOO!! Second - I really need to have a window open for this thing, because otherwise I worry about forgetting. Third - Apparently my code is messed up for no good reason. Chris copypasted my post directly in to his journal and it worked. I don't know what's up with mine, but I"ll just skip the code. SO... Breakfast:
1 coconut yogurt, because <lj-user="ChemicalPipit"> made me want coconut yogurt with her comment :P
1 bit of last night's bread that I cut off the end of the baguette so that Matthis could have soft bread on both ends. Lunch:
I tried to eat a pear - I have been watching this thing get ripe for DAYS now, sitting there in the bowl. Every so often I checked on it... and today looked like the day! I was so syched! And then... I cut it open... And it was TOTALLY BROWN inside. =(
A good amount of artichoke ravioli - Monday is Pasta Day chez moi, because it is the only day Matthis eats at home
NOW I had my crème au café. Ha. Afternoon:
1 square of coffee mousse filled chocolate. Note: When I say square, I mean roughly the size of one square of hershey's chocolate broken out of the normal chocolate bars.
1 VERY SMALL INTENTIONALLY SO Slice of chocolate cake left over from Friday Party. I had to enjoy it now, because Marianne will probably decide tonight that it is too old and throw it out. See: bought late Friday afternoon, it is currently late Monday afternoon, and it is a mousse cake en plus. Crazy lady.
1 cafe au lait a little later, along with
1 bit of bread smeared with mustard and a bit of conté cheese on top Dinner:
1 small portion of carrot salad
1 spoon of leftover white beans cooked with tomatoes
1 individually wrapped sealed packaged portion of organic natural wild salmon, steamed
1 smallish serving - there wasn't much left - of green beans
1 wedge of camembert cheese
1 bowl of mango and strawberry fruit salad aaaaaaaaaaaand there is my food for the day. Thought: I am going to go this week with no further impetus other than recording to cut down. However, I plan to go NEXT week making ACTIVE CHANGES to my diet, based on that I observe. Science is in my genes, baybee... |
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First - I LIVE! Umm... Spain was nice ^^ That really is an understatement. I had an amazingly good time. There is a legend that says if you drink from a certain fountain in Barcelona, you will be trapped in to always returning. In my defense, I didn't know about the legend before I drank... But already, I am scheming how I might be able to return before I leave France. I highly doubt it is possible... but I want to.......... Speaking of leaving France, I am down to the <2 months mark. My plane leaves Paris on May 4th, and I get in to JFK on May 5th. I then take the train from NYC to Albany, where Chris meets me at the station =) Things are really winding down a bit. It is hard to get in to the mindset that I will be gone, that I won't be here anymore. I mean, I really WANT to get back to the states. It Is Time. Like when I was a kid, and we would be somewhere, and it would just be That Time. It is Time that I get back. But I will miss the city... Finally, the main subject of this post - I noticed today that my weight has started to go up again o.o Just a little, little bit, but I need to be LOOSING weight. I have been holding steady at about 70-72 kilos for a while now, but I would really like to be 65 when I leave. 5 kilos is not terribly much for 2 months, and is not inhumanly undoable. I know where the problem is, even - Eating. I have started to be snacking the last few weeks, and I Need To Stop. With this goal in mind, I am going to try something that everyone has recommended to me, but that I don't think I've ever done - I am going to try and write down everything I eat. Eveeerything. Snack, dinner, breakfast, tinny little nomming... And, to keep me honest, I am going to throw it up here. The idea that someone else will notice if I don't is, I think, enough of a motivation that I will actually DO it. I will try and post every day for 1 week, starting right this very second - so expect to know what I ate for dinner later tonight =P Posts will be behind a cut because not everyone cares how I am nourishing my body. This is all. One more thing - I think that, upon starting up school in the fall, I might steal this idea - http://www.bittershirts.com/thingsihate/ |
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One particular issue has gotten me rather up in arms recently - namely, the recent rumblings that the Gov't is going to start allowing media photographer's presence for the return of caskets carrying the remains of US Soldiers killed overseas. Does nobody else see this as so perverse, the English language as stands lacks the words? The idea is being sold as Paying Honour to the troops, to their families, and to their service. But what does the media care about these lives? Unabashed and unashamed of their actions, they are united to slander everything these brave men and women willingly and gladly gave their lives to. Support our troops? Honour our troops? Support and honour the causes they are fighting for. To these would-be photojournalists, these people are nothing but a political statement, a way to further their personal agendas in the most shocking way possible. For shame. http://www.armytimes.com/news/2009/02/military_photos_wardead_021009w/
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( The Superbowl in France )2:28 And now I sleep, and break my 5 week silence with bitching and moaning. But I'm also going to Barcelona the 14th-21st - News! Whoo! Goodnighty.
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Note To Self: LJ tomorrow. Subjects:
Dentist's Appointment
Venice Plans
Christmas Eve Dinner
Christmas Day
College Things
Open Topic Pick at least 4 of these subjects for a composition of no more than 3,000 words, to be handed in no later than midnight of December 26th. Merry Christmas, all over the world =)
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Paris, France |
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I don't know if Furious can even cover the extent of my anger. So, before I went to France, I went to the dentist. He cleaned my teeths, gave me whitening gel I never used, and filled a pair of cavities that had sprung up. Flash to about 3 weeks after that, I noticed that my mouth was a little gritty - like there was sand in my food. I asked my mom, she called the dentist, they said that was a normal side effect of the kind of filling they gave me, and not to worry about it. So I didn't. Flash to about a week ago, I got a kanker sore on the inside left side of my cheek. Like, MASSIVE kankersore. Kankersore so big that it made the entire side of my face hurt. Yesterday. The kanker sore was getting better, but oddly, that side of my mouth hurt. It was nothing specific, just general OW. I asked Marianne if she would be so kind as to peek inside my mouth, because I thought my wisdom teeth might be coming in. Nothing. This morning. I decided to take another look, with the flashlight and the mirror, because OW. Well. As I am sure you may have already guessed, on the second from the back bottom left side tooth, I no longer have a filling. Instead, I have a LARGE and gaping hole. In my tooth. What the fuck am I supposed to do now?? I NEED to get this fixed. Gonna call my mom in 20 or so, see what she thinks. Yes, that means spending money, and using Skype, but I am not going to give this a chance to leave me toothless. Can I sue? |
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So, I crashed the car again. This wasn't a little thing, like bumping the maserati getting in to the garage, either. I was going to get train tickets to get Chris and I to Venice for Vacation. It's been snowing, and COLD, as of late. On a round about, that also happened to be suspended bridge style above another road, I started to slide. My rear end went out to my right, and I went in to the left side barrier, passenger side head light first. Little cosmetic damage is done, but the radiator was cracked, so they had to take it to the garage. I had Marianne the mom on the phone - she spent about 15 minutes yelling at me. YELLING. Like, the police officers there were a little >.> Because I had to hold the phone away from my ear. She insists that there is no ice there. She drove there this morning, it wasn't a bit slippery. She even called someone this morning to ask, and he said no, no ice. It is because I am a bad driver. "Bravo, Ceili, you've really done it this time," she says to me on the phone. Everyone, even the police and the tow truck man, said that it was unbelievably slippery there. But no - she insists there was no ice, it was my own fault. I'm not sure what I'm going to do when she gets home. The car is at the garage. They are due home in maybe two hours. I don't know if she'll have calmed down any. Judging from past experiences, it is unlikely. I found a flight leaving saturday for 787 dollars. I found another one coming here and back for Chris and my vacation in Venice for 823. I would be able to afford that, with a job in the states for a few months. I need to talk to my mom - the deal was, if I bought my ticket out, they would buy the ticket back. Marianne has been telling me a lot that they would be better off without me. Maybe this is a good enough reason to go back home? I've been counting the days for a long while now. I would rather just be done. Not looking forward to the tongue lashing I'm getting... wish me luck. |
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So, yeah, I pretty much just failed at nanoblopo...mo? I even forget the acronym. *Check: nablopomo* Honestly? I kept passing out at my computer. That's what I get for sleeping with technology... So, things for me are... alright. I have been having a lot of thoughts. The following is cut for your flist sanity. ( My Day ) ( My tomorrow ) By the way - yesterday was November 21st. My plane got in at 11:05 AM on May 21st at Charles de Gaulle Airport in Paris. I have been in France for six months. Less than that to go... I will be glad, at the end, to come home. |
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I haven't been updating every day. I have been working a LOT recently, and as a result, have been passing out at my comp. Today, I found the most perfect bag. I am still hauling around my computer bag - the big black one - and Need Bag. And I found it! Perfect colour! Perfect shape/size! Only 22 euro! But what's this? A 20 E note in my wallet, and nothing else at all??? I just hope it's still there on Tuesday........ |
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I fell asleep last night, with this written up, but never posted. Like, had my glasses on, with my hand on the keyboard, woke up from passed out dead several hours later. Sooooooo... ( Here ya go? ) |
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damnit damnit must lj. tomorrow resolution: LJ by 10 pm. there. |
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i. am. exhausted. Today I went with The Family on a tour of Montmartre. I have no idea how to spell that, and you can google it yourselves if you want. I saw where PIccaso lived from 1904 to 1912. That was basically the highlight. I saw the Moulin de la Galette that Renoir painted partying. I saw the Moulin Rouge. I saw Le Chat Noir. I saw the Cemetary de Montmartre. And then I saw Sacre Coeur. We were only in for long enough to buy things, because Matthis had to go to the bathroom. Then we took more than two hours to drive, in theory, 35 minutes. I need to clarify something from my last entry - I said something along the lines of, thanks to everyone that commented, and I know that there are people who read and didn't comment, and that's terrible. I was trying to be funny and reference THIS. http://img128.imageshack.us/img128/6838/luthormotivationalkf3.jpg It was meant to be a joke, but I was easily just as exhausted then as I am now, and not only did it not come across right, but I am currently too exhausted to explain it properly. Just take it that I meant nothing negative even in a little way, it was supposed to be funny, and I loose at humor, and leave it at that. and now. i sleep. x_x |
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AIM IM with Danny 11/7/08 9:55 PM Danny: *Hugs*
Me:?
Danny: Your LJ was being emo.
Danny :So you get hugs!
Me: I should be emo more often then All my love to everyone that commented yesterday, and even to those that didn't see. But I know that some of you read and decided to say nothing, and that's terrible. Regarding my concave passenger door, that's the only thing in the post from yesterday not fixed. Day well done, I need sleep. |
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I have hurt everyone that loves and cares about me most. My mom isn't talking to me right now. Chris won't be talking to me after I have a chance to talk to him. I almost destroyed Matthis' belief in Santa Clause day before yesterday, and permanently lost Marianne's trust. I feel like the few friends I have, I am nothing but a burden to. All week, I have done nothing but cry, and when I stopped, I hurt someone else, and when I had done that, I started to cry again. And now my car will need to have it's passenger door replaced, because I smashed it in to the Maserati while backing in to the garage. I have strong doubts as to whether or not I will be able to remain here, and even stronger doubts as to whether I will be accepted anyplace else. I suppose that counts as my entry for today. |
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