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Not, especially, coping very well right now.
Didn't get into town in time to get lunch - I got to the New York Deli just as it was closing. Hung out in Forbidden Planet and then in Borders until I stopped having to suppress the urge to cry, and headed home. Thought I might as well do something practical tonight, and started looking over the Paris university's website.
And I burst into tears again on discovering that lectures themselves start on September 14 - that being my birthday. John's only in La Cage Aux Folles until the 28th November, so if I want to see him on stage I'll have to make the trip home especially, introduction course or no. This further means that if I do do the course I'll be missing my kid brother's birthday, since it's the three weeks before classes and Morgan's birthday is on the 27th of August.
On the other hand, a look at the King's Cross Eurostar webpage says that return London-Paris starts from £55. I wonder if I could persuade my parents to get me tickets for my birthday (it's my 21st, after all) and just cross my fingers that I won't miss anything vital on the first two days of lectures?
Absolutely nothing is fucking well going right today. Really wish I wasn't going to stupid sodding stressful bloody France right now.
Didn't get into town in time to get lunch - I got to the New York Deli just as it was closing. Hung out in Forbidden Planet and then in Borders until I stopped having to suppress the urge to cry, and headed home. Thought I might as well do something practical tonight, and started looking over the Paris university's website.
And I burst into tears again on discovering that lectures themselves start on September 14 - that being my birthday. John's only in La Cage Aux Folles until the 28th November, so if I want to see him on stage I'll have to make the trip home especially, introduction course or no. This further means that if I do do the course I'll be missing my kid brother's birthday, since it's the three weeks before classes and Morgan's birthday is on the 27th of August.
On the other hand, a look at the King's Cross Eurostar webpage says that return London-Paris starts from £55. I wonder if I could persuade my parents to get me tickets for my birthday (it's my 21st, after all) and just cross my fingers that I won't miss anything vital on the first two days of lectures?
Absolutely nothing is fucking well going right today. Really wish I wasn't going to stupid sodding stressful bloody France right now.