One other bad thing about French food...

Me: Mmmm tuna sandwich!
Brandon: Is that an egg in your tuna sandwich?
Everyone: ...EW.

Et donc, j'ai jettee ce morceau du merde dans la pubelle. Then I ate a pain au chocolat and had a chocolat chaud which costs 40 cents out of the machine and is actually delicious. So all in all, still a good food day. Especially since my breakfast consisted of me stuffing an entire pain au lait (with chocolate chips!) into my mouth while I waited for the bus. Then after school I came home and ate some pig fat...or at least, some kind of pate with a whole lot of pig fat in it. Whatevs, it was delicious, and no I don't care that they did horrible things to the pig in order to get it that way. I'm a bad person, and maybe I will be reincarnated as a pig who is destined to be consumed by the barbaric two-legged beasts, but for the moment that doesn't bother me.

I would like to start writing some French lais, but I need to get some revisions of other things done, and I really hate revising sometimes. Also got an email from Hamilton saying that because I am a creative writing prize winner I have to read at family weekend, but luckily Europe is a pretty good excuse not to. Sucka. I hate reading aloud.

I need a lilac colored scarf ASAP, so I can match it with my shoelaces (in my green shoes) and look like a freak. Perhaps I'll buy one for dirt cheap (at least by French standards; but keep in mind that in France, even the dirt costs money) on the rue Mouffetard, or as we like to call it, the rue Mouff.

I wish my damned phone would get here soon o'clock so I could do some wandering without fear of death-by-starvation-because-of-my-inability-to-find-my-way-home, and also so I could actually communicate with les etudiantes by way of a more stable method than facebook.

J'ai faim, I'm going to go eat some saucisson.