Me every year at Carowinds.

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After spending two days with some crazy wonderful German girls stalking the filming of the next series of Merlin at Pierrefonds (yep, I saw Colin and Bradley and the gang IN THE FLESH and then went off to bother Florent Mothe the next day) I swung back by my house in Paris, showered, changed, repacked, and set off for Rouen.

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 All better?  Or all in my head?  lol what am I doing with my life.

Seriously though it's all better.  But I'm sticking to the theory that Florent Mothe threatened Patrice Maktav's kneecaps because it just makes sense.  And because when I was being all dejected over Maktav not loving on me Floflo was all over me in a tragically non-literal way.   ( Read more... )

Whatever happened to our love?
I wish I understood
It used to be so nice, it used to be so good...

lol okay.

So as you may have heard, Patrice Maktav broke my heart in Lyon.  And then a few hours later he stomped on it.  He honestly does not know or understand what he has done, but that does not change my melancholy.

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 How can I not return Patrice Maktav's love?  Nobody has ever ever been this nice to a fan.

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 I don't even know.

Alright.

( Is this the real life? Is it just fantasy?? )

 I want to lock myself in a soundproof box and SCREAM REALLY LOUD.

THIS KIND OF SCREAMING THOUGH.

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 I paid for airport wifi!

Three things and I'll go back to my Sims game.
( I believe in angels like you )

Spent my last night in America at Kelley's house and we randomly discovered it was the anniversary of the birth of our love!  So I ate a lot of chocolate, sang along to my iTunes loudly as possible for a long time, and generally annoyed her and her roommates.  Then Kelley and I burst into an unexpected dance party to Song for a Lunatic and No Good ( Read more... )

I can't believe I'm home.  Like... I'm home.  I haven't been here since August and yet it's like I never left.  The dog got a haircut and that's the only thing that's different.

My family laughed at me because at dinner I was holding my fork upside-down in my left hand like a French person, but I genuinely could not imagine another way to eat ( Read more... )