Wednesday, March 18, 2009

c'est la vie, c'est ma vie, ce n'est pas votre vie

i dont think im going to come home, sorry.
i was so drunk off wine last night, i almost fell off my ladder getting into my loft bed (a piece of perspex with two mattresses supported by NOTHING) because i forgot to hold on.
and, still, every morning, Ive gotten up feeling GREAT. apart from this cold (and my teacher keeps correcting my french accent and im like er love, i cant do an ENGLISH accent properly)
good times
(:
With Love, at

1 comments:

  1. Hehe sounds like you're having a fantastic time.
    But you better had come home, or I'm coming to France to get you
    I love you
    xxxxxxxxxxxxx

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