the urge.

Watching TV, reading french blogs, or rather, attempting to, and a thought came across my mind. I want to be sponsored to go to France to learn French. To nanny or something for young teenagers..ish. I don't know. I can't deal with children but to learn French I'll do anything. At work today, it was all business and big executive meeting. Learned that a replacement has been hired for Suzie. Dumbshits. No one could do her job like her. I'm not looking forward to new girl. I'm being treated like a dumbass. I can do their jobs ten times better than them.

Sidenote: an enzyte commercial came on TV just now for 'natural male enhancement'. I'm crying it's so funny. I wonder if this guy in the commercial gets hit on daily. He doesn't really look like he has a big schlong. But, who knows.

Anyhow, the random thought of going to France just came to my mind. Everyone belongs somewhere, you know it when you're there. Paris is for me. I need to go. It's calling my name. I really dislike New York right now and this Southeast Asian weather in it. I'm continuously looking for vacations in August to get away. I really want my dad to have a vacation more than me, though. I'll keep looking.

Tomorrow is another slow day at work. I put in my resume for a bartending job. Hopefully they'll call, if not, I'll probably go back in and ask about it. Who knows. Be forward right? No shame. Also have Daniel's dinner with his parents tomorrow night. That's going to be interesting. I don't know how were going to refrain our cursing and immature selves. Oh damn. This will be worth missing class I guess. Hmm.