Here's Looking At You, Kid

It's official; I'm going to Paris in the spring! I didn't realize how excited I would be to actually be going, but now that I have my acceptance, I can't wait. I think it'll be great to get out of my established routine here at school and, of course, to live in Paris. I've always wanted to go to France, and now I'm going to live there for four and a half months! I'm going to drink great wine, eat great food, and hang out in little cafes. Hopefully, I'll get to visit Sistadre at some point; my program ends early, so maybe I'll spend May with her. Or I'll visit her in January before my program starts. Either way, I'll get out of this small town, meet new people, and have new experiences. Don't get me wrong, I love my school and the sense of community, and I've actually been meeting new people lately, but I need to get away for a while and try something different.

SOME QUOTES:

"This is my spy-suit, bitch!"

"This is going to be one clean bathtub." "Yep. It's going to sparkle like Edward's ass."

"Let's have tea and strumpets!"

CULTURE?
Last weekend, M and I went to the Instant Play Festival, which is an annual event here at school. Student playwrights have one night to write a 10 minute play, which is then produced and rehearsed the next day and performed the next night. Because everyone at my school seems to be exceptionally talented, I expected all of the plays to be incredible, but I was sadly mistaken. With one exception, the plays were inane, confusing, and overly sentimental. There were some good ideas, but, unfortunately, they were not carried out well.

THIS JUST IN
Matt # 2 just called and asked if I needed a date to fall formal. I let him leave a voicemail because I suspected what the call was about, and proceeded to text Matt #1 asap to ask him to be my date, just as friends. I'll even make out with Matt #1 again to get out of going with Matt #2. Why is my life ridiculous?