August 2009
29 posts
off now...
wow, last night was way harder than i ever expected. it was my actual birthday yesterday, and it was actually a great day. got up, went for a run, then my mom took me shopping, and eve tagged along. i got a really beautiful black strapless cocktail dress. we went home, and lounged around until i decided to cry a lot. then, my cousin jane dropped by around 3 for a quick goodbye, so she, eve, cecile...
goodbye
off tomorrow. i am surprised by my sudden breakdown. been crying and hugging family members for a good few hours. and not a little tear here and there. full out wailing. i better be okay in france. the tears the tears.
Paris Perfect Playlist
Leaving on Monday - I made a playlist tonight for the trip. The aim here is to first rev me up with dreamy yet fun songs, then be lullabied to sleep by soothing songs.
Qui Est C’ette Fille- Yelle
Debra - Beck
Cherry Blossom Girl - AIR
Le temps - AZNAVOUR CHARLES
Moi… Lolita - Alizée (If you know who this is, just shut up)
23 - Blonde Redhead
Triangle Walks -Fever Ray
Destroy...
Belle & Sebastian - I Fought in a War
I...
Capital One and Your "Special Someone"
I called Capital One today to ask about some of my credit card details. Of course, they always try to sell you something at the end...
Capital One credit card lady who speaks in a thick Russian accent: Okay, and can I help you with anything else today?
Me: Nope, that's it. Thanks.
Capital One: Before you hang up, I'd like to inform you of your ability to add another party to the account...you can add others such as your family or special someone so that...
Me: "Special someone"?
Capital One: Yes a special someone can be added to the account.
Me: So that's like a boyfriend or girlfriend?
Capital One: Yes the special someone in your life.
Me: Oh. No, I'm not interested.
CNN: What if you do need a man? →
I wrote this.
10 Days in NYC
Chrysanthe and I were talking yesterday about getting together before I leave and in the scheduling, I realized something.
“You know…I really only have 10 more real days in NYC. I’m going up to my parent’s place in Maine next weekend, then there are all my birthday plans the few days before my departure.”
“You should do a top 10 list!” she said....
Oh, and one more thing...
Is it just me, or does it seem like a lot of people - especially in the media - are moving out of NYC recently? Is NYC over?
Nahhhh…
Maybe.
Ahhhhh! Je vais craquer!
Wow the stress and anxiety has really started to set in! There is just so much to do and in the remaining 19 days (um not that I’m counting…), the schedule is starting to fill up like crazy.
I have 3 hour and a half French sessions with a tutor to feel at least like I’m doing some prep. (I proudly bought some grammar books a few weeks ago that have stayed mainly untouched.)...
"Julie & Julia": Feminist Mindf*ck
I really wish this movie had just been called Julia. And not just because I’m deeply preferential to the fellow Smith College grad, or because the Child portions of the film took place in Paris. In my review of Julie & Julia, I found that the Julie character counterpart injected a strange feminist dialogue, one that is arguably backwards. A portion of my analysis (condensed):
The...
last few nights went a little something like this
11:45 p.m.: Boy, I sure am tired! And this New York mag crossword puzzle is really making me sleepy. Ima turn out those lights.
12 a.m.: Huh…that’s weird why are you not asleep?
12:10: 26, oh wait, 25 days until I leave for France. Man having insomnia in France will be so much better…ahhh how I will lay in bed and let the light from the tourist boats passing on the Seine roll...
“Some of us are becoming the men we wanted to marry.”
– Gloria Steinem, posted by user in response to my recent Frisky essay.
tick tock.
Such round timing: the 1st of August today, 30 days to go before I leave. Until then, life is suspended. I feel like I’m supposed to be prepping to disappear from one life and into another, but where I am now doesn’t feel like a tangible thing of any sorts, but just transition time, even if it has lasted for a while. In a way, it seems like even the past two years of my life...
