Lost in Translation
Wow. I didn't think that I would be making a livejournal update here. It's werid because of this fucking keyboard. There are two shift buttons and the M,Z, and A buttons are in completly different places. Well, since I've gotten such an overwhelming request from people I know to post about how I doing right now; I shall.
Strasbourg isn't really that great. It's a beautiful city but no one picks up after their dog, not even on the sidewalk. It's pretty horrible. Justin and I are here with some kids from northside and some surburban kids. Justin, Matthew, and I would have fit perfectly at northside. Which is kinda funny. The northside kids are cool but the surburban kids are a mess. There is this one asian chick in the surburban group who thought it would be fine to wear heels to a tour of an ancient castle. She fell, multiple times. She also had on this shirt that said "G is for gangsta" and I wanted to kick her flat ass off the top of the battlements. Justin lost my hackeysack that horrible day, which was tuesday. He kicked it too high and it went on top of this castle. I was pissed. Mr. Hackey is gone. Forever.
Since everyone is enjoying this entry SO much I'll continue it later. I wish certain people would answer e-mails I sent them. But, c'est la vie.
Peace
Strasbourg isn't really that great. It's a beautiful city but no one picks up after their dog, not even on the sidewalk. It's pretty horrible. Justin and I are here with some kids from northside and some surburban kids. Justin, Matthew, and I would have fit perfectly at northside. Which is kinda funny. The northside kids are cool but the surburban kids are a mess. There is this one asian chick in the surburban group who thought it would be fine to wear heels to a tour of an ancient castle. She fell, multiple times. She also had on this shirt that said "G is for gangsta" and I wanted to kick her flat ass off the top of the battlements. Justin lost my hackeysack that horrible day, which was tuesday. He kicked it too high and it went on top of this castle. I was pissed. Mr. Hackey is gone. Forever.
Since everyone is enjoying this entry SO much I'll continue it later. I wish certain people would answer e-mails I sent them. But, c'est la vie.
Peace