Wow. I've been procrastinating on writing anything on this thing for a while. "Later", I'd say. "Manana", "A demain", "some day", "I'm busy right now". Funny how a little bit of dinner wine can make all the difference. Believe me, I try to keep it down. But it does loosen the tongue a bit doesn't it? Goddamnit, this isn't just another of those "I am SOOOOOOOO tipsy!" posts. Cos those are asinine. Nah, nah, I'm perfectly good, totally sober. Gotta learn to control yourself, you know? Logically.
Give me a break; it's midnight here and I've been walking around all day. Well anyways, people speaking ze English man, I mean, yeah it's easy, and the first day nobody gave a crap, but the program people for orientation are really starting to crack down on that, aren' t they? I'll admit I've started out being lazy but it seems increasingly awkward to be the only ones speaking English really loudly. Well not the only ones. There's always the kilt-wearing hordes of Scottish fans running around the city. They're not shy about shouting out their allegiance to an entire subway station, or about much else really. They don't mind being labeled right away as foreigners, and that's cool. I wanna be like them, ya know, just be unabashedly American in a cool sorta way. Though how would that look like?
EDIT: And oh yeah, guess Scotland beat France. Damn, didn't see that one coming.
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