drama llama
I'm posing using crappy hotel internet, which seems to work fine for everyone except me. Alas. I cannot share the photos I took of Paris. Actually I can, if you have me on Facebook. I'll do it a bit later.
It was a fun trip, and I got to know people better that I had never really known before. And a slightly drunk young Frenchman found great joy in telling Danti and I "je suis malade!" and a number of other things. But it was our first night there after the red-eye, so we weren't really paying attention, and mostly just stared at him.
We've had apartment drama over who wants what for which reason, and I'm actually involved. Graaaah. I feel like a big bitch over it and that makes me uncomfortable, because no one wants to be a big bitch. At least no one in this group. So I'm thinking of changing, and the other apartment really isn't bad. The first one, with a huge kitchen and large open spaces, is wanted by another girl so she can have privacy to pray (it has curtains between rooms). And so of course I feel like a nasty piece of work for taking that away from her. (We flipped a coin, but still.) The other apartment is perfectly fine, really; the stairs aren't horrible, and it has a huge terrace. Lots of open air and sunlight! Which the girl I will room with doesn't quite like. But uh. Perhaps we can survive. >.>
Rah rah rah, this all sucks.
It was a fun trip, and I got to know people better that I had never really known before. And a slightly drunk young Frenchman found great joy in telling Danti and I "je suis malade!" and a number of other things. But it was our first night there after the red-eye, so we weren't really paying attention, and mostly just stared at him.
We've had apartment drama over who wants what for which reason, and I'm actually involved. Graaaah. I feel like a big bitch over it and that makes me uncomfortable, because no one wants to be a big bitch. At least no one in this group. So I'm thinking of changing, and the other apartment really isn't bad. The first one, with a huge kitchen and large open spaces, is wanted by another girl so she can have privacy to pray (it has curtains between rooms). And so of course I feel like a nasty piece of work for taking that away from her. (We flipped a coin, but still.) The other apartment is perfectly fine, really; the stairs aren't horrible, and it has a huge terrace. Lots of open air and sunlight! Which the girl I will room with doesn't quite like. But uh. Perhaps we can survive. >.>
Rah rah rah, this all sucks.