Confesión...

- A veces me pongo triste por que no puedo vivir en el mundo de Harry Potter y usar ese uniforme y hacer magia y vivir en el castillo.

- Cuando estaba chiquita pensaba que cuando fuera grande y viviera sola podría comer solo sodas con galletas y papitas y nieve y dulces...Y a veces salgo a la tienda y es todo lo que compro.

Ok, creo que solo puedo lidiar con dos confesiones de esta magnitud a la vez...

New Year Funk?

Guys, la verdad si quiero escribir (Y dibujar y cocinar y pintar y cantar y bailar) pero no se que traigo...tengo como resaca de vacaciones...Como cuando te sientes cansado de tanto dormir...

It´s stupid, I know, pero este año (no es la primera vez, lo confiezo) quizá celebre el año nuevo chino...que aparentemente todo este cuento de 1ero de enero no me hizo efecto...y eso que normalmente siempre estoy super pumped up por recomenzar...

Bueno, whatever, al menos les puedo contar que las vacaciones estuvieron muy agradables (aunque claro que no tengo que decir que me faltaron los tamales de mi madre), y que empiezo el año nuevo con los obligatorios 2 kilos mas que hace un mes, enamorada y pobre (osea, nada fuera de lo normal, a excepción de el enamoramiento, que ya me tocaba...)

Soooo...denme chancita esta semana, la siguiente ya les contaré bien.

LOVE!

So this is what happened...

Yes, it is true, for the first time in 25 years, I´m spending Xmas in a far off land, without my beautiful family and friends.

WHY???

Well, France is reporting one of the harshest winters in a long time, and trains get cancelled and delayed and pushed back and blocked for 17 hours in a tunnel with no heat, light or food...(Did you see the news? I feel lucky now)

So, my plane left in the morning, which is really terrible, because I live 2:30 hours away from Paris...So it gives a really small margin of error...and that´s exactly what happened...

My train would arrive only 1:30 hours at the airport before my departure...and as soon as I got inside, and it started going away from Lyon they said this:

Dear passengers, due to weather conditions the fast train is going at a limited speed, so we will be traveling with a delay of 40 mins to 1 hour...thank you for your patience...

So...For the next 3:30 hours of the SLOW TRAIN I was totally panicking and like mentally slitting my wrists...

So, needless to say, when I got to the airport, my plane was already boarding, and as I got in line for check in, and saw one hundred people lined up before me, my heart just fell...

I got in line at the costumer service line, to try and get the next flight out...There where maybe 35 people in front of me...2 hours later, there where maybe 32 people in front of me...

And behind me, about 100...

So it seems that everyone had trouble with their holiday trip this year in France...

When I eventually got to the front of the line (after the longest 5 hours in my life) I was told that in fact I had to go somewhere else, to try and pay a fine for missing my flight and get the next one out...

But as I got to that counter, the horrible HORRIBLE man told me, Im sorry, I´m actually alredy closed!

I tried to explain my miserable state, and he said, well, you´ll not getting outta here before the 26th anyway...

At that, I didn´t even respond...I walked away with tears in my eyes, bought a train ticket back to Lyon (Which was delayed two freaking hours) and came to my cold empty home...feeling worse than I have felt in a long while...

So...that´s the story morning glory...weather, trains and the man got to me...and at the end I kinda gave up, I admit...

I´ll probably spend xmas at vecino´s parent´s house in normandy...which gives me the oportunity to:

A) Be with someone who loves me
B)See what french people eat on xmas (and miss my grammas tamales)
C)Get to know a new and exciting part of France (Normandy is like the opposite side from me)
D)See the ocean (they have the ocean there)

The only downside to all of this is that I get to TAKE THE FREAKING TRAIN AGAIN!!!

At the moment, all of the trains going to Paris tomorrow are blocked for reservation...But I´ll try

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Well, anyway guys...

I´ll miss you all, and I´m very sorry that I won´t get to see you and catch up as soon as I wanted,
but it will be as soon as I can in any case..

Love,

New habits...

It´s funny the little tricks I pick up along the way after millions and billions of break-ups and heart breaks and aches and let downs and tears and Ben and Jerry´s...

For example, I no longer buy clothing items for men I´m dating, I consider it the ultimate bad omen, when I go into a store and instead of looking at the pretty clothes for me, I go, OOOH!!! This sweater would look great on whatshisface! Bad sign...

Also, I will never ever spend more than 40 bucks on a man...I´ve done it more than once, and A LOT more than 40 bucks...

But most recently I stopped listening to music...I think this is a very weird subconscious thing my brain did to save us having to re-do all of our play lists on my i-pod!!! But it´s kinda practical, I have given up some seriously good music for the sake of bad men out there...

IT IS!!!!

Oh my God, cada vez que escucho esta canción pienso en shopping...creo que es mi lado americano que me pone como poseida...

So!!! It´s been pathetically snowing here for a couple of days, so, not really snowing, but there is snow coming down from the sky, but only enough to get you excited, not enough to get you REALLY excited...so no white trees or anything like that, it´s only really cold....like, it hasn´t been hotter than 3 degrees in about a week...

The best day was Sunday, that will be forever known as Laundry day. The day where Dany and me went to do our laundry and turned the freaking laundromat into a raging party...which later moved to vecino´s place, and ended with butternut squash soup and a lap dance for yours truly...

Yeah, between Dany, Scott (another american that lives in the neighborhood) and me, we downed 7 bottles of cheap red wine and one muscat...

So, it was very very fun...

Well..what I can remember of it...

At least my clothes smell fresh!

Soon soon!

It´s almost time to go home!!!

I´m excited as hell!!! But I´m not so excited that I am poor as a Nuggets (I don´t think she has any pockets to store cash), So this year for christmas I´m going to describe all of the amazing things I have seen that I would have bought for you if I was rich (and if I wasn´t a selfish bitch, because really, if I had money right now, I would probably spend it on jamon serrano and shoes for myself, and maybe some stupid chocolates for you guys :p)

So, ultimately, this year for christmas, you´re all getting MEEE!!!

Permission to celibrate!!!

YES!

I think my boyfriend is sooooo cute!!!

Oh, Diana...

It´s funny how the brain works sometimes....Or in my case, does NOT work sometimes...
Just now, while I was brushing my teeth before going to bed I thought to myself, hhmmm I probably smell like a very athletic goat right about now... (as I had just completed an 8 hour shift at stbks)...

Normally this wouldn´t bother me right before going to bed, but as you know these days I´m camping at vecino´s, I thought it would be polite to reapply deodorant and maybe a little spritz of perfume.

So, the moment I decide this, my brain goes, ok do it! Take your shirt off, which I proceed to do...

Only I forgot I was washing my teeth at the same time...

Needless to say, I got toothpaste spit everywhere and also got caught inside my t-shirt...

I good time was had by none...*

*Oh no wait, the fat cat was watching me throughout, so I am very confident that she was laughing her fluffy cat-butt off (since today I yelled at her twice, and sprinkled her with water once for jumping up on the table)

He he he...

It is somewhat reassuring, when coming home from work you get hit on 3 times, while wearing your absolutely boner-killing stbks uniform, no???

Almost back to where we started.

You know when you´re young (er, he...), and you go and see Amèlie, and you get out of the cinema, and you´re fucking mad at your boyfriend (ex), but watching that movie made it all better?
And the you say, screw it all, I´m packing my bags and leaving for Europe! I´m going to find that adventure, and going to find that café, I´m going to find my own Mr. Quincampoix, and I´m going to be happy and speak french and wear red and skip stones or whatever???

But then real life gets in the way, school, money, jobs, other boys, lazyness, and that dream, your life plan, is just something you talk about with your two best friends when you´re having car-bars in front of one of your houses. And you talk excitedly for three hours, you make a one year financial plan to save money to escape to France, you even talk about the places you´ll see, the people you´ll meet, the paintings you will paint, the books you will write.

And the next day you wake up hung over and just go out to get some fish tacos?

Well, I´m here now, finally...and also, it´s been nearly a year.

Coming here was a plan, a plan with no future, a plan written in the back seat of a car while drunk. So actually being here has been so improvised, that each time I ask myself why I am here I tell myself another lie.

But my vacation is running out fast, and all though I´m coming right back, I am coming back with a vengeance.

I have been dormant too long.

And it is time for me to come back to myself.

My new year´s resolutions are starting to get written.

And there are 4 projects all ready to attack.

And there are schools to apply to.

And there is the rest of the country to discover.

And I´m finally ready for it all.

So, prepare yourselves for a good fucking year.

Christmas! RAH RAH RAH!

Ok, por un momento pensé que no iba a ir, mis papás me dijeron que estaban demasiado caros los boletos y que no querían gastar aun MAS en mi...

PERO!!!

Adivinen quien tiene boleto???

YOOOOOO!!!!

Llego el 21 guys...

Preparen los...ummm...preparativos....de mi llegada....uh huh...

I LOVE YOU ALL!!! Ill see you veeeery soon!!!

OMG!

I am never drinking again!!! (ppfff)

I had the beeeest time last night.

I was invited by el vecino to a little soirée raclette (queso fundido party).

Pero se volvió como este mini rave.

Tomé demasiado.

Creo que tuve un freak out attack.

Me sangró la nariz.

Me torcí el tobillo.

Lloré bien recio...no me acuerdo bien por qué...(oops!)

Llegamos a las 7 am a casa.

Nos dormimos a las 9...

Y me desperté a las 11 para irme a trabajar...

BUT IT WAS FUN!!!!

I just hope everyone was as drunk as me...which I actually think is true....

Mmmm...

Tengo el sentimiento de que cuando vaya para navidad no voy a parar de hablar por al menos 4 dias seguidos...

No es mi estilo para nada, pero acá aveces siento que tengo sentimientos reprimidos, no por que no quiera sacarlos, pero por que hablar de cosas importantes en cuestiones de cómo te sientes, -cómo van las cosas con el vecino, qué quieres hacer de tu vida ese dia, por qué no tienes ganas de comer derrepente, o por qué odiaste el trabajo hoy- no se sienten igual cuando lo haces en francés.

A pesar de mucho quererlo, no he podido encontrarlos a ustedes aquí. Tengo amigos increíbles y super divertidos, pero la imagen que tienen de mi es de una persona sonriente y optimista, que escucha sin dar demasiado feedback (I know, perfect!) y siempre está lista para reirse y divertirse y dar majases (sólo al vecino, obvio).

Y siento que derrepente sacar mi otra Diana que dejé olvidada en Rosarito -la Diana que es quejumbrosa y debbie downer y no duda dos veces en decir como me siento, aunque me vaya a sentir mejor en 10 minutos- creo que sacaría de onda a la gente.

Estoy poquito lost in translation...y hoy hace frío y mi rentera está molesta conmigo (después de 5 dias sin ver al vecino.......mmmm....lo invité a quedarse y me porté mal, lo confieso), y ésta mañana cuando me desperté en su depa (como 3 horas demasiado temprano para el) lo único que quería era ver caricaturas en su cama, apapachos y café y croissants...Pero en realidad lo que hice fué bañarme y vestirme, robar una galleta e irme a dar clase de inglés...

Mmmm...pero ya será otro dia.

Y nos veremos en un mes!!!

Smelly...

Mmmmmmm....

Una combinación de sandwich de jamón y queso, una pera cortada en rebanadas, jugo de naranja y el olor de mi cuarto creó el olor exacto de mi lonchera morada de My little pony cuando estaba en la primaria...

Me dieron ganitas de llorar y ganitas de reirme a la vez...

Que rico...

Buu...

Me da poquito aguite que ya no me puedo pintar las uñas...
Y no puedo usar el cabello suelto (estoy muy orgullosa por que está largo)

Pero bueno, es cosa de starbucks...

Sigh...

I´m going to do great things with my life.

HUGE, BIG, BIG things.

I´m going to write a book of short stories.

I´m going to work in a museum.

I´m going to give a conference.

I´m going to be on the television.

I´m going to get the perfect couch and really nice sheets and all the kitchen utensils that I dream of.

I will have 500 dollar shoes.

And an expensive dog, and my house will always be filled with flowers.

I am going to be the amazing adult that I wanted to be when I was twelve.

Just not right this moment...

Is that wrong?

I am content working at starbucks, giving english lessons, eating a 1 euro baguette for breakfeast, lunch and dinner.

Drinking beer and watching cheap movies.

Not having money to buy anything ever. It´s ok with me.

I´m happy with my weekends, when I don´t go out because my feet hurt from standing up for six hours straight.

I like having a boy snoring in my bed 3 nights out of 7. And I like waking up in his bed 3 other nights of the week.

I like to plan my days around the television series I watch religiously.

I like to walk around the river in my blue coat and sit and read whenever I feel like it.

I like kissing.

I like the person I´ve become here.

I could do all this for a while.

But I promise you people.

I´m going to do great things with my life.

Just not right now.

So yeah...

..It looks like I´m staying...

je je...

BUT! I´ll be home for christmas!!!

So, start planning my super cool party!

YES YES YES!!!

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I TOTALLY Hate my life you guys!!!

Anniversary!

Oh my gosh you guys, I´ve got it baaaaaaad...

He estado tan ocupada conociendo a este vecino que hasta se me había olvidado celebrar mi blogaversary!

Ya son 3 años de brain farts y posts quejumbrosos!!!

Pero bueno, back to the juicy stuff...

I am just, SMITTEN!!! SMITTEN!!!! YES!!!!

Quieren que les cuente todo todo todo?????

Uff...

My mind has been blown.

I think I slept a grand total of 4 hours this weekend.

I am really kinda freaking happy right now.

But I also totally hate my life.

My very last month in France.

And BOOM! I meet someone...