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yesterday was just one of those shit days. it started off really well, but i think the walk home from school (combined with the heat) made me real real bitchy; i was SO pmsing. yet another cashier tried to fuck me out of my correct change - about that, well, i've noticed (and i heard it happens to tourists a lot) that if a cashier at a tabac or newstand (or similar) suspects you aren't parisian (which i'm guessing they assume makes you a stupid american), they'll blatantly give you wrong change - and when you say something, they start talking real fast in french to throw you off... well, this has happened to me three times now - and each time, the french version of my ghetto black bitch persona comes out and i always get my correct change back. i love to call them out - i'll say (loudly and very unparisianly): Je sais que je vous ai donné 20 euro... Vous devez penser que je suis un de ces touristes américains stupides... Vous êtes confondu... Donnez-moi mon changement maintenant! :::Cashier looks at me with a blank face that says "oops" and then gives me my correct change::: Merci beacoup!(very sarcastically...)
(translation: I know I gave you a 20 - You must think I'm one of those stupid american tourists - You were mistaken - Now give me my change!)
so yeah... plus, it was so hot yesterday - miserably hot. oh, and my phone was stolen. well, at least i think it was stolen, it could've been lost, but i think i was the victim of some clever pickpockets. it's kinda hard to explain, but, they are tons of thieves in this city, and they work in groups, and i can think of a situation last night that might of been some people distracting me to steal my phone - or it could've fallen out of my pocket in the lobby of my building, and then someone took it - i dunno. it pisses me off, that phone was a gift from vu and i was SO thankful for it - it was my first non-ghetto phone. but, i just think at least i didn't lose my wallet or get mugged or something - but, still. egh!
i hate to sound bitchy and bitter - but luckily today has been fantastic...
i was walking through the jardin du luxemburg (which is absolutley gorgeous) and sat down on a bench just to relax for a second - and out of nowhere i hear this amazing music; i look behind me and see a full fucking orchestra in this performance gazebo - and they start playing - i felt like i was in a movie and they were the score... it was very nice... so, i sat and chilled and enjoyed the park and the music; started to write in my journal, and then they started to playing one of my most favorite songs... "on my own" from les miserables - it's such a great song, depressing yet hopeful - and it always reminds me of sarah because it was the first song i ever heard her sing (before i knew she could sing...) so, i was so excited that they played it. i had a good walk home, good lunch and good nap.
and i'm also in a good mood because i am going away for the weekend...
Corsica! I was going to do St. Tropez, but that's so cliche... instead, I'm going to St. Florent and Bastia Corsica... it's an island south of France in the Med. Sea.... I'm sooo excited!
Bastia, the town we'll be in (and we're renting mopeds - i'm most excited about that!
(translation: I know I gave you a 20 - You must think I'm one of those stupid american tourists - You were mistaken - Now give me my change!)
so yeah... plus, it was so hot yesterday - miserably hot. oh, and my phone was stolen. well, at least i think it was stolen, it could've been lost, but i think i was the victim of some clever pickpockets. it's kinda hard to explain, but, they are tons of thieves in this city, and they work in groups, and i can think of a situation last night that might of been some people distracting me to steal my phone - or it could've fallen out of my pocket in the lobby of my building, and then someone took it - i dunno. it pisses me off, that phone was a gift from vu and i was SO thankful for it - it was my first non-ghetto phone. but, i just think at least i didn't lose my wallet or get mugged or something - but, still. egh!
i hate to sound bitchy and bitter - but luckily today has been fantastic...
i was walking through the jardin du luxemburg (which is absolutley gorgeous) and sat down on a bench just to relax for a second - and out of nowhere i hear this amazing music; i look behind me and see a full fucking orchestra in this performance gazebo - and they start playing - i felt like i was in a movie and they were the score... it was very nice... so, i sat and chilled and enjoyed the park and the music; started to write in my journal, and then they started to playing one of my most favorite songs... "on my own" from les miserables - it's such a great song, depressing yet hopeful - and it always reminds me of sarah because it was the first song i ever heard her sing (before i knew she could sing...) so, i was so excited that they played it. i had a good walk home, good lunch and good nap.
and i'm also in a good mood because i am going away for the weekend...
Corsica! I was going to do St. Tropez, but that's so cliche... instead, I'm going to St. Florent and Bastia Corsica... it's an island south of France in the Med. Sea.... I'm sooo excited!
Bastia, the town we'll be in (and we're renting mopeds - i'm most excited about that!