~wandrer

wow.

Feb 2006, and now it's Feb 2008. 2 years that I haven't posted. Where the heck have I been? Pursuing career plans in Paris. Bummed out in Budapest. Tired and sick in Toronto. Sad over loss. Back in Paris. Man that's brief.

Somehow, 8 months have passed with hardly the blink of an eye.

Busy at school, insane high-pressure busy. It's not easy becoming a world-class interpreter. Paris in the springtime is lovely, among other things because spring comes so much earlier here than in Canada (do we even have spring? sometimes I wonder). Little time for pictures. Pity, because I walk by such magnificent views some days.

Just have to take that old journal down already, it's so thoroughly out of date. I found out recently I have to make an unexpected - but otherwise not necessarily bad - trip to Paris, which, all costs aside, is always fun...

well, except for the life-determining exam which is the primary reason for my going [gulp]

but life keeps chugging along, faster here than at home it seems - guess you move to the local beat, in Canada it's more of a merry jig, or a mournful chant. Here it's more of a spinning, whirling, pulse-racing flamenco.

Wheee!

Damn...

So I'm in a rotten mood, and I feel like venting. Anybody want to tell me to focus on the positive...?

Good, 'cause y'all can blow off.

I'm feeling needy, and I hate it when I feel this way. But what I hate more than feeling needy is feeling needy and being alone in my neediness. Then I just feel totally inadequate (to what? how should I know!) Please, PLEASE, if you ever extend an invitation to someone, or mention you might do something together, and then go off and do it without the person, could you AT LEAST have the good graces to tell the person either a) BEFORE, so they aren't sitting at home thinking you're going to call them or b)if you didn't want to spend the time with that person after all, then tell them as much! It'll go over better in the long run, I swear.

If the above fails, then, maybe, lie, but PLEASE, don't send them a message just after the fact, saying "hey, just finished doing that thing without you that we said we might do together, maybe I'll see you later." AAARGH!

Fricking fercking frag! (Look ma', no swearing!)

Well, I feel marginally better... meh, no I don't. I'll go off and cook something, then maybe I'll feel better.

Off to Paris we go, we go, off to Paris we goooo!

I love being able to hop over to Paris for a long week-end. See some friends, settle some papers, take some pictures. All for the low-low price of 150 Euro! ... well, that's cheap enough.

Eeeeverybody! I love Paris in the springtiiiime...

except for all the damn rain. Oh well.

See y'all when I get back!