*puke* 2002-09-20 (10:25 a.m.)

Ok.

So I talked to a friend of mine for about an hour last night about everything that's bothering me before sleeping last night. Which means I did get to sleep... a little.

I slept, except when I didn't. And when I wasn't sleeping, I was vomitting. Which is better? Vomitting or sleeping?

So I'm skipping classes today. Gonna try to get some food into my system without it coming back up again, cause everyone knows how unpleasant it is the second time around.

In a weird way, I'm kinda glad I'm spending the weekend alone in Deschambault. Maybe I'll be able to figure things out and sort everything in my head. Maybe thing'll be better on Monday, like he said.

So yeah.

I hope everyone's doing better than I am, and y'all have a wonderful weekend.

And thanks to that friend who offered to listen to me, and did. Chances are he won't stumble here anyway, but thanks anyway.

I got my loan certificate today.

I just gotta go to a Caisse Populaire and actually -get- it.

What do you think:

Is a cat leash a good tool for hanging?

I won a card game against my German monitor, Lasse, today.

I am so cool.

It ended up being me against him, and he says, "The duel of the half-Germans". He's half Finnish.

Heh.

And I won.

Yeah.

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gotta go hook up my scanner.

I dropped my French class.

Tee-hee.

4 hours less/week, don't have an 8 o'clock class Thursday morning ( rock! I start at 1! ), so all's well.

On the down side, I'm staying here an extra semester to finish my French class. SO, I'm not moving West right this summer... which I'm not sure I would have done, anyway, since.. well.. Boi. We'll see.

Soory...

But it's for the present best. Let's take it one day at a time, girl. We'll see what happens next summer next summer. Who knows? Maybe I'll stay in Europe after my trip to Germany (*crosses fingers on going to Germany*), and never return (*un-cross fingers*).

Gah.

Uncertainty towards the future sucks.

I -am- most certainly going to visit Joy for my Fall Reading Week. It is soo affordable. Rock.

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Oh.

And Dasha's finally bringing me my bookshelf, which means I can finally finish unpacking my boxes. Which is a good thing since I've been here a month already.

What?

A month?

Already?

Whoa...

avant - après

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