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    4/28/2005

    The reason I did not post these days is because I try to pass, well not to fail is more appropriate, my exams.

    A heart of stone, a smoking gun
    I can give you life, I can take it away

    Two more weeks of stress and law and then I'll be free... almost free.

    And if you feel a little left behind
    I will see you on the other side

    Otherwise, life sucks ya know that ?

    Cos I'm on fire
    I'm on fire when you come

    I'm on fire so stub me out

    4/17/2005

    At the train station with my sister, waiting for a train to arrive.

    Me: Hey look, I think I know this guy... Maybe it's a professor of my Uni.
    Sister: Well, It's Mr. Donnedieu de Vabre, the minister for Culture.
    Me: Ha.. See, I've told you I know him.

    4/13/2005

    Finally, I'm in holidays... Well I'm supposed to do some revision in fact but ahhh too lazy ! Anyway, it's the end of the year, I mean I have my exams in like 3 weeks and then it's over. Everything seems to pass so quickly. My first year at the Uni was a real change but the second was also important for me, socially speaking. I think I have understood myself better. I mean even if I still don't know what to do with myself, I know where I want to go at least.

    Bla bla bla.

    It's strange, I reword a lot, I wasn't used to do that before, it's just get on my nerves.

    Otherwise, I've bought a suit for my sister's wedding in July, and it's cool 'cuz I look sexy wearing it. Ha.

    I've forgot to tell you I went at Les Studios to see the last Jacques Audiard's movie named De battre mon coeur s'est arrĂȘtĂ©. Pure gold. No really I love it. I won't explain the story because I haven't got the talent to retranscribe it so I would spoiled everything, thing I don't want, so just trust me.
    Anyway, I was waiting for my ticket watching the bill of the others movies when I saw : Last days coming soon.
    It was bizarre. In fact it was the bill of Gus Van Sant's movie Last days about the last days of Kurt Cobain that I planned to see.

    4/07/2005

    I really like that commercial and its music : Jacques Your Body.

    4/05/2005

    I've known the blogosphere thanks to Sijeka as I've already told you. She was like you know those old vampires, the first one, who know everything about the world and its history and who chose a young innocent human to told him the truth.
    Anyway, the thing is at that time blogging was beginning to be popular but it IS totally now so lots of blogger stop blogging because they say that the blogs have lost their original mission or whatever.
    But it's weird when one day you discover the end of a blog you didn't expect to finish even if it's a good end.
    So I was wondering what was the perfect moment to stop blogging, if you have to wait the lack of inspiration or if you have to stop when you still worth something.