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Name: Charlotte
Country: United States
State: Wisconsin
Birthday: 2/16/1987
Gender: Female
Interests: Singing, dancing, acting, and anything that has to do with theater. Sewing (randomly). Reading. Trying to speak French. Listening to music. Looking at dead bodies. Biting. Trying to adopt all stray cats and dogs. I think that's about it for the moment.
Expertise: Butchering the french language. Getting people to buy me drinks at the bars (having an American accent is great in france)
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AIM:  agrlnmdcharlie
MSN: funky_chick19@hotmail.com
Member Since:
10/30/2004
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| omg i forgot about xanga!!! does it still exist?
well, obviously it does. sorry. | | |
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fuck, truth?
i got really really drunk last night... like i mean really drunk.
what did i tell you about me before? oh yeah, i was drunk. not just drunk, but DRUNK DRUNK DRUNK, i do stupid shit when i'm drunk, but then i never actually regret it, but i know i should regret it, but i just don't care. so we were at François's house and his parents own vineyards. so what do we do, drink 3 bottles of liquor made from super duper fermented grapes. 3 fucking bottles. there were only 3 of us. that's 1 fucking bottle each. but i am a goddess. i'm the only one that didn't puke. thank you thank you thank you. that's right the girl didn't puke. but she did do some stupidity. but she didn't puke damnit.
i should stop biting my nails. they look gross.
randi, stop talking about "sex auras"
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| didn't have school today because french people HATE to work. then, i'm skipping tomorrow, which is absolutly brilliant because i had a swimming exam, and now i don't.
i'm going to Cluny tomorrow, which is one of the most known churches in the entire world. cool man. i really like churches actually. not the holy part, but the architecture and the way that so many churches have survived through out history and all of it's shitty wars.
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| bah alors... so yesterday was weird. i had the gross feeling of being trapped. i was trapped behind my eyes. i was trapped in my throat. i was trapped under my fingernails. my body was trapped in the house. the house was trapped in the 7th rue de Mercurey. the 7th rue de Mercurey was trapped in Mercurey. Nothing could escape Mercurey. There was only one bus out, and that left at 7 am. Only 8 people took it. The rest of us were trapped, I was trapped.
Thank god that passed, for the moment. it'll come back of course. who knows.
it is really nice out. that is good. flowers are coming out. the air smells of lilac. mmm spring.
so stuff has been going better with my host mom for about one day. last week she said "tu t'en va". that's not something very nice. and this week she was helping me make my scrapbook. i don't know what's going on. i'm sure it's mostly me, however, because i am a crazy bag of moods at the moment. who knows what that is all about.
i'm gonna go smoke, take a shower and go to visit some monks today. i really like these monks. there is one from michigan, and he's really amusing. PLUS he has an american sense of humor and not a french one, and that makes us really pumped because we actually understand eachothers jokes even when they are in french. cool dude | | |
| ok, done with the college thing. i was put on the waitlist at Sarah Lawrence, and i don't want to wait. i would really like to go there, over anywhere else that i applied, but it would be impossible even if i did eventually get accepted. first of all, i am poor. i would have to get some damn good scholarships, and that, i am sure, would and will not happen.
so i am happy with going to Lawrence University in good old Appleton. The fact that it is in Appleton really bothers me. But it's basically a campus full of Ben Folds loving musicians. i think i can live with that for a year, and eventually transfer. PLUS they gave me a 10 000 dollar scholarship, which kinda said "hey bitch, you HAVE to come here." it's better than going to Madison, even though it is tiny.
So I got in a gross fight with my host mom. gross.
I'm going to Paris next weekend which is exciting. i love paris. but i love the south of france more than i love paris i think. i love france. i don't think i will survive in america after this.
Colin, you ARE moving to Canada, and i may follow... | | |
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