Happy and Broke.

This weekend and day has been fucking crazy. Can I tell you? Can I? Okay. So Monday was a success, I believe. That was yesterday. I don't even remember. Wait, I went to the school for some greasy Pizza Hut provided by the NYU at AUP counseler, Aaron Murray Nellis. Oh joy. First and last time I will ever meet slash talk to him. Va bene. Ran to Grenelle to talk to Hools, oh how I miss her, then ran home to edit Ethnography video. So, no lie, got home around 4PM and did not finish editing until 7AM. Can you imagine my night? I didn't chug anything to stay awake until 5AM when I decided to have a coffee which ended up as a fail because I fell asleep somewhere in between 7AM and 8AM. Fucking coffee does NOT work.

Groupmate Sara called me around 10:40AM to see how the project was going. Good thing she called otherwise I'd be fucked. Had a final today at noon and I still had to shower and burn the movie onto a dvd and write up my part in the paper and do last minute edits and prepare for my museum final. FUCK. Took the fastest shower of my life. Decided to bring my computer and ran out the door. Wrote up some ideas on the metro on the way to the final, which was the only preparation I had. Mind you, I get terrible motion sickness and the metro does not make it better by swaying side to side. Made it just in time before the proctor closed the door for the exam. Success. Finished in about an hour. I'd like to say it was a success as well. I'm crossing my fingers. Then headed out to finish the paper and edits for Ethnography. Finished in half an hour. Went to Tribeca on Rue Cler avec Mitchell, Olivia, and Sofia. First time I ate there. Food was pretty good. I usually only take a coffee there. So, burned the dvd during that time then met with my groupmates at Café Central for another coffee. Screened the movie with them and then explained that I would like to receive credit and more percentage on the video because I edited/directed/did a lot of shit for the video. They said nothing, so buena. This was the first time one girl in my group watched it while it was a second time for the other two. Imagine. They watched it for the first time the day it was due. Just sayin.

Went to the teacher to explain the situation as I told my groupmates. He refused to listen to me and give a girl mad props in the group for the video after she barely did anything. Alright. Couldn't do anything about that. Fuck him. He decided we would talk after class and sort it out. It didn't go so well. Some girls are just passive aggressive angry bitches. Say what's on your mind so I know. Really. I don't care if you wanna rag about it. Just say it. Not difficult. Anyway came up with a consensus, well kinda, for percentage distribution and I'm happy because mine is based of the video, which he, LOVED. So, HAPPY. It was 9 minutes short but he even said 10 and a half minutes was too long. So woot. Talked with Sara after, over a coffee and Tribeca again, about the discussion with teacher. She's not happy. We're going to the teacher Friday. Alright.

Headed off to dinner. Met Faustyna at La Motte Picquet [it's her birthday today!] and went to Chez Gladines in the 13th for some amazing food. It was a dinner slash birthday dinner. All good. I ordered Poulet Basquaise which is some southern chicken [not fried] with massive potatoes. Best potatoes of my life. Really. Janelle got confit de canard which looked yummy, Kat, a big ass silver bowl of salad with almost everything in it, and Faustyna, cassoulet. Her fave. Also had some great Sangria and Crème Caramel with a café for dessert, Faustyna took chocolate mousse instead. All of this for 30 euros. I paid for me and Faustyna for her birthday. Kat threw down too. Pretty amazing. Went to help Kat film for a while next to the Pont d'Austerlitz and then the Bastille. Lots of creepy fucks. Little did I know after they leave for home two creepy ass men would approach me. Asked for my number. Said I was leaving. They didn't care. Great. Gave them some random ass number. Nice. Can't wait to see them call it.

Now I'm home, editing another video for Mr. Julien Guerif and his take home test. Hate this video. I don't really care about it. I kind wanna show my documentary for his class. FAILFAILFAIL. I have a French final on Thursday which I'm not studying for, and German cinema on Friday of which I know nothing about. Thursday is the last time our large group will ever go to Mix club. This weekend is my last weekend in Paris. I don't really wanna think about it. I plan on seeing all my French friends, go to Versailles, hit up all the bars of which I know the bartenders, and go to all the parks that I have not been to. All in less than a week. What do I do? Reverse culture shock when I go home. It's going to be the death of me. The thing I'll probably miss the most is being able to have some wine/beer with dinner and a cocktail after. It really helps my digestion. Nahmean. I became very open to talking about taking a two after meeting Katharine. As she describes it, "the purest form of relief." Think about it. How good do you feel after? Just saying.

It's 11:20PM. Great. Why must I always wait for last minute? Oh, wait. Because I don't care about school. Ha.

Live it up.

So, last Wednesday my lovely friends and I headed to Nice, France for a few days before finals. It was beautiful. We got to the apartment, then straight to be beach. Prime tanning time. The beaches were all rocks which is a plus and minus. Rocks means no sand in the nana but pain in the feets. Oh well. Good anyhow. We did basically nothing for 4 days. Really. Nothing except eat Fenocchio ice cream, gyros, and tan like a mofucka. Also went gambling for the first time in a casino. Won 10 euros overall. Yay. Really happy. No, really. Good times good times.

That was and will be my last trip in Paris. Pretty sure I'll remember that forever. Thing is on that trip I realized so many things. People are so quick to catch you when you're vulgar. Thing is, why is everyone so sheltered in this mentality that everyone needs to act or be the same in some way to be socially accepted. So what if people are outspoken or even straight up vulgar. It's how they are. Since when is judgment socially acceptable. Why is everyone [me too] constantly judging people we don't know by their actions. This, my friends, means societal concerns have taken over our own beliefs. Fail. Fail. Fail.

Numero dos, I find it difficult to be nice to stupid people, people who play dumb but are actually smart, and again, stupid people. This is NOT one of my judging things. I judge, yes. Only if I don't know you. I'll be nice when I meet someone, I guess inside I'm a French girl at heart [they're all cold-hearted bitches], but after I get to know someone and they NEVER get anything I say, or just play dumb or ask stupid questions. It's over. I am a flat out bitch. Yes, it's wrong to hurt other peoples feelings blahblahblah, but no one ever speaks up. Ever. They just take the stupidness, constantly taking it without any reaction. Since when is this acceptable? Since when is speaking up against something you, personally do not like, socially unacceptable? So. Wrong.

Tres, I cannot live with more than one person. Ever. I like hanging out in groups, but living in a large group is a big fail. I learned some self-control on this trip, too. No doubt. Thanks, Soo Young. For real.

Quatro, I hate lazy mothafucks. People who have been raised with mothers who do everything for them and they, themselves never learned to do simple chores. People who think they're above others because of their family. That's an epic fail.

So I am ranting. Yes. Only to rest my raging thoughts and take them out from my movie-making process. I would like to mention the name of the person I am ranting about, but I think I'll withhold some self-control and not. This girl knows that I do not like her, knows that I think she's stupid, yet continues to be stupid. Now I know, for myself, she is actually stupid. It's not a facade. I've given up. I can no longer be around this person. Thank God this semester is over.

Trying to work on my Ethnography movie, edit this paper said dumb girl forwarded to me, Principles movie and take home exam, Museum's Orangerie write up for final. What a week.

Ten. Days. To. Go.

Allergy Season.

So, last Wednesday night, we went out for Katherine's birthday. Somewhere in the 13th, mad good. Had about a 3 hour dinner and just bonded with the ladies. My kind of dinner. Then we headed home. I did some movie work and passed the fuck out.

Thing is, that movie I worked so hard on, was terrible. My teacher didn't like it at all, sooooo therefore, I must start once again. FUCK MY LIFE. So I will be working on that forever. French class was cancelled due the death of a friend of the teachers. May she rest in peace. Also reworking my museum paper because I was so unsatisfied with the one I turned in. So happy Julie gave me an extension. Thursday was uneventful, I went home and worked on my paper a bit. Met Iwan for some dranks in the Bastille then did some more work then passed the fuck out. I don't know why I've been so tired lately. Really. It's killing me.

Then yesterday, Friday, was the fête du travail which occurs May 1st every year in France. It's a day where everyone has off work, because literal translation would be, celebration of work, so they celebrate by not going to work. Nahmean? Thing is, I had to shoot my film at Luxembourg. And at Luxembourg mad protestors were outside, in french, a manifestation. So I was thinking, why the fuck do people take the day off of work to go fucking protest. On holidays people are supposed to relax and here you are, ya frenchies, off of work, protesting about work. Oh joy. So exciting. Kill me. So lotsa cops, the streets were closed down and we couldn't catch a bus to shoot in the next location next to the gardens. Supposed to meet Timmy at 2:00pm originally, then pushed it to 2:30, didn't see him until 3:45. FACK. I know he was angry. I would've been. Just sit there and waited. What the fuck. Really, fucking protestors and mad tourists. Tourist season has most definitely began. All in all, a great day of shooting I'd like to say. I wanted to start editing but the cord Mathieu gave me doesn't WORK. A little angry at that. Need to film Monday and Tuesday though. Wakka. Hope the weather follows through.

So last night Faustyna and I were supposed to go on an epic journey beginning with strawberry mojitos. Unfortunately it was a fail because I suck at life. We ended up going to a place in the 3ieme and had some green [HA], then headed for a bar while stopping by ice cream on the way. =) YES. Love Amorino. Will be the death of me. So, we went to Stolly's a bar next to Saint-Paul in the Marais. Really crowded, really chill. Went to see Mike. Miss that man. Chillinin with the Fausty then headed home. Got some food and got hit on by multiple skank ass men. Fucking assholes. So we went home and watched a movie. I fell asleep. Shameful.

So, Fausty just left about half hour ago to Giverny because she liked my pictures and wanted to see it for herself. =) Haha. So, I'm here not knowing what to do. I think I'll hit up Soo-Young. No doubt. Oh another thing. It is Saturday morning. I'm not usually up this early. What is this? My sleeping pattern is so fucking weird. Katherine gets back today. We're gonna celebrate her birthday. Shitshow extravaganza. So. Excited.

Just realized it's May. Time really flies. I'm so sad that I have to leave. I need to live here for a few years. One day. I'm not gonna see half of these people ever again. What do I do?! I love new friends! I can't believe one semester goes by so so quickly. I wish I could stay through graduation. Haha. It's officially May 2nd. 18 days to go. New York bound. I'm going to cry when I leave and I don't usually cry. I just know it. Ugh. Need to live it up. Really. Live. It. Up.

Saint Malo by Day, Paris by Night

New adventure. Yay! Less money, booooo. Anyhow, took an Easter trip to Saint Malo this weekend [Brittany, for those who don't know] with Kat, Sofia, Zivile, and Rose. Left at 630am arrived around 1030. Not bad. Took a nice walk down some random road, everything was still closed. Okay. Checked in with Kat, waited for the other girls. Check. Then went to breakfast.
Galette and Coffee. Mmmm. Also had a dark chocolate/banana crepe. BEST crepe I've ever had. Ever. Ever. Ever. I'm so craving it right now. After brunch, decided to walk off the 1000 calories we ate during brunch, so we went for a walk. Stumbled across a beautiful little alcove/way to the beach and decided to film my video project there. Kat and I stopped while the girls went on. Filming this weekend was great. I expect best location prize if there ever is one. Got a little lost, ended up hiking, which was AMAZING, saw this kind of view, but better...and then went to the old city. It began to pour so we jumped in a cafe and had teatime. I'm so getting into this cafe culture. Still raining, we decided to walk on top of the walls around the fort [old city], but it began raining harder. Ran into another restaurant and had mussels. It was amazing. My entire weekend revolved around food. It's probably the best way to plan a weekend. We decided to go home and get some work done, but Zivile, Sofia, and Rose had nothing to do so they watched a movie. We chilled. It was exciting. Next day headed to Mont Saint Michel, an hour and a half outside of St Malo.Gorgeous, huh? Really touristy, glad we didn't stay there. But we filmed here too. Corridors and bright green. Amazing. Started to rain here, too. I thought the tide would come in and we wouldn't be able to get out. See, this place here, has only one way in and one way out. This road gets covered during high tide and whoever is on this little piece of land, can't escape until the tide goes down. Crazy huh? There's also only 72 people who actually live in this city. Gossip city. But, overall. Pretty amazing.

Headed back to Saint Malo, went to the beach because it got so beautiful and went rock climbing. For free! Well, we went on the rocks and decided to climb to the other side of the beach. Pretty badass.Got hungry. This hike/adventure was about an hour/hour and a half or so. We were also lugging our bags and camera equipment. Went to this little place called "Les Chiens de Guet" [The dogs of Guet] and had the best meal of our trip there. Steak with potatoes, kir breton, and crème brulée for a mere 23 euros. So. Good. We decided to go to the casino after, but without our passports we were rejected. Fail. Wanted to win some money to spend on more food. Oh well. Took a walk home. Did some more work. Sleep.

Last day. Woke up. Got ready. Got caught by the building manager for sleeping 5 girls in a 4 person room. Had to lug all our baggage and film equipment around for the day. Didn't find the flea market that was supposed to be open. Rejected by 2 creperies because our baggage took up too much space during lunch hour. Only success was filming. Yes. Had another teatime. Had another crepe. Another galette. Left for Paris. Trainride was crowded. Everyone was coming back from their Easter vacation. Got some work done. I have roughly 48 seconds for my video. Out of 3:50. Fuck. Had dinner with Katherine. Found that the place we wanted to go was closin, and the place we ate at was extremely touristy and expensive. Fail. Tried to find gelato after dinner. Got to the place, they were closed. Fail. Katherine got myberry [Pinkberry] and got yelled at a queen for not having a euro because he didn't have one to give back to her. Fail. Found a gelateria after getting myberry. Fail. Decided to walk around and found great bars that we later figured out were for gay men. Fail. Overall, a fail day. S'all good though. I hope to have a better day tomorrow. Great weekend. Happy Easter.

Lost in Paris

So this week has thus far, been pretty good. Had two adventures this week. Both of which I shared with Katharine. She likes to explore. I like that. Monday we went to dinner in the Marais at a little bistro called Chez Janou. Really good steak and codfish with potatoes and what not. I'm a fan. Wasn't too expensive for what it was too. Food makes me happy. We went in search of ice cream because it was about 70 degrees and we thought it'd be nice to go... find ice cream. Always enough room for sweets right? So in search of ice cream, we found cute little streets and other bistros that I am so willing to go eat at right nowww. Found an ice cream shop, passed a famous falafel house, and found a vintage store. Didn't have time to really browse, but I plan to go back. Lots of cool shit. Ended the night not doing any work. Ha. Fail.

Tuesday was boring. Have to reshoot my film. Figured that out Wednesday. A lot of stress. Fail. Anyhow, today, Wednesday, was a great day. Not great that I missed class and might fail french, but great in the sense that I got to live out the day for what it was. Although it was rainy, I went with Katharine to film her music video. She sang for me and danced with Anna [her actress] and it was entertaining. I played assistant director I guess, and bag watcher. I don't mind. It was fun. Got to go back to Anna's place which is right next to the Luxembourg gardens. I want to go back for a picnic! It's so beautiful. Her place is beautiful as well. HUGE. Expensive. But really nice. Finished filming, went downstairs to an Italian spot and got some food to bring back to make at her place. AMAZING. I got full so quickly. We had a pot full of pasta left. Fail. But now Anna has food to last her a week. Yay. Anyhow, we just chilled and talked, and filmed. I wish I could film with them tomorrow, but I have to actually go to class. Yes. Womp. I want to have more days like this. I also need to take more pictures of my spontaneous adventures. Note to self: always have my camera on me.

Tomorrow is Thursday. Duh. Going to get drinks with an old friend, I guess you could say. Musée de Branly for museum class, going to a Café for French class and have no clue what we're doing in Ethnography. Going to Saint Malo and Mont Saint Michel this weekend. Excited.