tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-62500182011-04-22T00:03:32.088+02:00.:Sure.Fine.Whatever:.Ghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11789661889287078658noreply@blogger.comBlogger2051100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6250018.post-38009222912290061262007-06-02T12:41:00.001+02:002007-06-02T12:41:58.614+02:00Ghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11789661889287078658noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6250018.post-90259729525732619072006-11-23T11:18:00.000+01:002007-06-02T12:41:19.286+02:00It hurts !Ghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11789661889287078658noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6250018.post-1160943600220931272006-10-15T21:22:00.000+02:002006-11-15T18:47:41.703+01:00Friendship is a term used to denote co-operative and supportive behaviour between two or more social entities. This article focuses on the notion specific to interpersonal relationships. In this sense, the term connotes a relationship which involves mutual knowledge, esteem and affection. Friends will welcome each other's company and exhibit loyalty towards each other, often to the point of Ghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11789661889287078658noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6250018.post-1160329788888386752006-10-08T19:14:00.000+02:002006-11-20T13:48:20.294+01:00Alright, it's true, I feel awful bad. People think I'm not good because of some people that moved to Spain and I can't see them. But the truth is if I feel so much bad it's because, first, it kills me people are living a dream I've always wanted : living and studying abroad. Then, because I must admit I'm kind of jealous since I spent like 2 months living with them, and now they're living Ghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11789661889287078658noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6250018.post-1160317444910397762006-10-08T15:24:00.000+02:002006-11-15T18:47:41.399+01:00Hey !So, here I am, a whole new me. I would not say it's a better me, but it's a different me which is not bad at all. I've lost lots of things from friends to weight (15kg), and gain other things from money to sexiness. My parents move to Reunion island in 6 days which makes me the only one living in my big house, so that's rock'n roll.And talking about that, I've been visiting Sijeka in London Ghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11789661889287078658noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6250018.post-1154524241615689242006-08-02T14:59:00.000+02:002006-11-15T18:47:41.290+01:00I realize I did not blog these days because, well I have a social life. I mean ya know it's that internet-consumption-decrease-as-your-life-and-activities-increase-thing. Anyway, I'll work in a bank for this summer like in a week and I still don't know if I have to wear suits or what. But to sum up my life, I'm fine, really. I met knew people and some of them change my life, and I kinda like that.Ghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11789661889287078658noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6250018.post-1148556278188236272006-05-25T13:10:00.000+02:002006-11-15T18:47:40.991+01:00So I won't go to Canada this year because... well the reason is not very important in fact I just can't go to Canada. So I feel like AWFUL BAD but I tell people I'm happy, I smile and laugh. I don't really know why I can't say how that's affect me. Anyway, I'm not good but I'm okay...Ghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11789661889287078658noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6250018.post-1147369805563698092006-05-11T19:48:00.000+02:002006-11-15T18:47:40.876+01:00Exam tomorrow.I have to get a 2/20 to pass.I believe in me.Ghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11789661889287078658noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6250018.post-1146487064294755412006-05-01T14:36:00.000+02:002006-11-15T18:47:40.745+01:00I'm not dead but in vacation...Ghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11789661889287078658noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6250018.post-1145458607119137002006-04-19T16:18:00.000+02:002006-11-15T18:47:40.611+01:00Wife: That's what Bill said...Husband : Oh Fuck Bill !Wife : You shouldn't say that.Husband: Why ??Wife : Because I do fuck Bill. .... Well, in fact, He fucks me.Separates Lies. I really loved that movie. Ya know that's a typical English kind of movie, a bit like Match Point concerning the atmosphere, relaxing but anxious. It's a new genre of movie I discovered and I really appreciate it.Ghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11789661889287078658noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6250018.post-1144923388867988312006-04-13T11:27:00.000+02:002006-11-15T18:47:40.514+01:00I wish I could say the reason I did not post these days is because I have spent most of the time with my babe-a-licious girlfriend but well, I'm not a liar. But I had a social life, and plenty of friends to see. You know has no one can go to the Uni was always out with some friends. I even had new friends. We just go out and talk for hours in my car, then as it's 6 am we decide to go to some Ghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11789661889287078658noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6250018.post-1143561082352741382006-03-28T17:31:00.000+02:002006-11-15T18:47:40.268+01:00Ghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11789661889287078658noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6250018.post-1143047018402505872006-03-22T17:42:00.000+01:002006-11-15T18:47:40.167+01:00Here's my theory : I'm 20 and even if I don't believe it, it's kind of true when you've turned 20 things change. I mean that may sound stupid but I feel a bit grown up, it's not that I'm a big guy as I'm 20 but more because, I dunno, some events make you change. For example now I've got a car I'm more independent and responsible so I may act more independently and responsively in my life in Ghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11789661889287078658noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6250018.post-1142257606219065252006-03-13T14:37:00.000+01:002006-11-15T18:47:40.054+01:00I shouldn't have told you I was in a good mood 'cuz since then everything is going wrong, absolutely everything ! First, remember when I said I'll work in that bank this summer, well I've been told today that in fact it's not sure because of some ridiculous reasons which I think are fakes !!Then, you've got that people who really gets on my nerve and who can go fuck a HUGE tree. The more I see Ghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11789661889287078658noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6250018.post-1140727285505466972006-02-23T21:08:00.000+01:002006-11-15T18:47:39.810+01:00I was watching that stupid show Las Vegas, about a surveillance team charged with maintaining the security of the Montecito Casino, and I was wondering if it could really exist. I mean, not a surveillance team of a casino in Las Vegas, but a group of young beautiful guys and hot chicks working together. Seriously, except maybe the fashion world, you have few chance of having supermodels and Ghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11789661889287078658noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6250018.post-1139933938491641872006-02-14T17:18:00.000+01:002006-11-15T18:47:39.582+01:00Happy Tuesday !Ghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11789661889287078658noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6250018.post-1139435228537274512006-02-08T22:35:00.000+01:002006-11-15T18:47:39.483+01:00My mum was walking in the street on the way home, when she suddenly fall on a manhole. It was raining, so it was very slippery. Her wrist is broken, so she's got a plaster for one month. Even if it's hurt a bit, it makes her laugh 'cos she said it's like a teenage thing. So everyone has to sign her plaster... Ghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11789661889287078658noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6250018.post-1139263146771244202006-02-06T22:41:00.000+01:002006-11-15T18:47:39.371+01:00Yo,I have to go to some hairdresser but I'm kind of lazy. What's motivate me is I may ask someone for a date but I don't know if I really want it or if I want it because, well... it's been a fucking while since I had a 'relationship' !Maybe I'm asexual or something ! hahahaha !Anyway, I had that dream 2 days ago or something. I was on a boat, ya know those old sailing boats. So I was immigrating Ghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11789661889287078658noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6250018.post-1138390731235122522006-01-27T20:19:00.000+01:002006-11-15T18:47:39.252+01:00Someone try to steal my car this night !!!! Fuck, I mean my neighbor has got a Mercedes and there a another big car in my street but no they want my car, fucking bastard ! I didn't see them stealing my car exactly but my door was forced like someone try to open it !Anyway, so yesterday I went to the international department of my Uni in order to give them my file, ya know as I want to go to Ghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11789661889287078658noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6250018.post-1138197920837076102006-01-25T14:56:00.000+01:002006-11-15T18:47:39.077+01:00Computer broken or something so can't blog for the moment and can't tell you as I was completely drunk for my 20th birthday and can't tell you as I spent Monday vomiting. That was nice !I want a laptop !La-da-di-da-da-di-dy, on the stere-ere-ere-ere-oLet those speakers blow your mind (blow my mind baby)Let it go, let it go here we goLa-da-di-da-da-di-dy, on the radi-adi-adi-adi-oThe system’s got Ghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11789661889287078658noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6250018.post-1137675703708683612006-01-19T14:01:00.000+01:002006-11-15T18:47:38.935+01:00Happy fucking 20th birthday to me !Ghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11789661889287078658noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6250018.post-1137148147956712582006-01-13T11:08:00.000+01:002006-11-15T18:47:38.602+01:00So exams are finished. I'm now in holidays so I have to prepare my application for my hypothetical next year to Canada. I ask to the teacher responsible for all the international relation thing if she could writes me a letter of recommendation. She said as she doesn't know me and as I'm not a genius the letter would be something like :Dear university, I don't know this student but he seems Ghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11789661889287078658noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6250018.post-1136549810561946302006-01-06T13:08:00.000+01:002006-11-15T18:47:38.484+01:00Exams in less than a week. So studying. Plus I have a millions things to do after my exams and before the end of the month, so few blogging for the moment.Saw The Constant Gardener last night, just a super great movie. (I know, I'm supposed to study but I go to the cinema and I can't take 5 minutes to blog. I know)Have to work tomorrow in that supermarket. Fucking supermarket.Wish this year will Ghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11789661889287078658noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6250018.post-1136291413911735922006-01-03T13:08:00.000+01:002006-11-15T18:47:38.349+01:002006, because we always make resolutions...- Move to Canada- Stop getting on my high horse- Go get things- Work- Study- Blog for real, no more simili-blogging- Have sex- Believe in myself- Learn how to be silent in appropriate time- Keep being sexy !Ghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11789661889287078658noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6250018.post-1136228145004890422006-01-02T19:37:00.000+01:002006-11-15T18:47:37.712+01:00Because she feels like writing and I feel like picturing. V I P ! You take the apero ?! Boris and Del. Good Times Smoke Baby, Smoke Baby. ... So stylish !Ghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11789661889287078658noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6250018.post-1135778433174559322005-12-28T14:49:00.000+01:002006-11-15T18:47:37.472+01:00Best Jess' quotes of the year, it's in French as she's French even if it's just a question of time (or question of finding the right officials documents).#1 We're walking in the streets of Tours, and ya know... just talking : En fait Rennes c'est Tours version Re'na foutre !#2 I wasn't there but it was at some party, to some drunken guy : Non mais vas-y là va mettre ton pyjama !#3 Yesterday nightGhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11789661889287078658noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6250018.post-1135603628270948902005-12-26T14:27:00.000+01:002006-11-15T18:47:37.364+01:00ChampagneGhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11789661889287078658noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6250018.post-1135603587289139462005-12-26T14:26:00.000+01:002006-11-15T18:47:37.228+01:00Blair Witch ProjectGhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11789661889287078658noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6250018.post-1135603517135295692005-12-26T14:25:00.000+01:002006-11-15T18:47:37.096+01:00...Ghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11789661889287078658noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6250018.post-1135603449449189822005-12-26T14:24:00.000+01:002006-11-15T18:47:36.964+01:00TcheewanGhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11789661889287078658noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6250018.post-1134997123985909502005-12-19T13:40:00.000+01:002006-11-15T18:47:36.832+01:00Last Friday I've had to get up quite early because I had to go to my Uni to see a teacher for my next year abroad (I REALLY HOPE SO, if not I gonna be in a state of depression, really).Anyway, I finally arrived at my University and was looking for room D 123 where I was supposed to meet her. The thing is I can't find that room. I've found room B 123 or A 123 but no fucking D 123 ! So I decided toGhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11789661889287078658noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6250018.post-1134561106740048672005-12-14T12:50:00.000+01:002006-11-15T18:47:36.709+01:00Ghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11789661889287078658noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6250018.post-1133792808211863782005-12-05T14:47:00.000+01:002006-11-15T18:47:36.585+01:00Truth.I was waiting on the stairs of the town hall with Jessica about something like a 2 years ago. I was trying to find a title for my blog, and I thought : Sure.Fine.Whatever. The truth is I didn't find it like that. Two days before I was on the net, ya know surfing and stuff, and I was reading the best quotes of X-files. Sure, Fine.... Whatever that was one of Scully best sentences and I just Ghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11789661889287078658noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6250018.post-1133476697101540652005-12-01T23:14:00.000+01:002006-11-15T18:47:36.420+01:00So I went to Rennes to see Metric on Tuesday. It was great, really. Not really what I expect but good anyway. Look at Sijeka's post about Metric if you wanna know the details (skip the first part when she got hit that's not about me nor the gig).The reason of my lack of post these days is because blogging has been spoiled. I've posted like 2 weeks ago something about a party I went to and I said Ghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11789661889287078658noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6250018.post-1132773142620230152005-11-23T20:10:00.000+01:002006-11-15T18:47:36.307+01:00Ho and remember the time I felt frustrated because I didn't have any rock'n roll friends nor crazy ones ? It's happening again !Ghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11789661889287078658noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6250018.post-1132772869067462652005-11-23T20:06:00.000+01:002006-11-15T18:47:36.202+01:00BUSY.BUSY.BUSY (really)Ghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11789661889287078658noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6250018.post-1132341765350795402005-11-18T20:06:00.000+01:002006-11-15T18:47:36.058+01:00I know I've said like a million times I'll quit that fucking job but the truth is I'm kind of afraid of quitting AND I DON'T KNOW WHY, IT'S A STUPID JOB AND I HATE IT, REALLY !!People go like : You didn't resign ?And I'm like : no, not yet I'm looking for another job and then I'll quit.So they go : Are you afraid or something ? ... oh no wait, I see, you love that job in fact, don't you ?Fucking Ghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11789661889287078658noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6250018.post-1132000581943562072005-11-14T21:06:00.000+01:002006-11-15T18:47:35.937+01:00Hey,I finally got my own car so that's stylish ! I spent the all day in it, pushing every buttons and cleaning the windows. I so glad, like a child with a new toy ! :)Anyway, Wednesday a friend of mine, C. is getting 'pacsée' that's a kind of mariage but it not a real mariage, in fact it was created fo gays couples. She's not gay but she was the kind of girl who does not want children or who doesGhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11789661889287078658noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6250018.post-1131138467519780402005-11-04T21:49:00.000+01:002006-11-15T18:47:35.817+01:00This afternoon I went to the hairdresser's because, well, I really need it. I've found my hair stylist more straight looking than usual as I've thought he's gay, but well it mean nothing I thought , it's just clothes . But SURPRISE ! We were talking about my stupid job when he said : Yeah, I know, my girlfriend used to do the same thing during summer ! And I was like : You just said GIRLfriend Ghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11789661889287078658noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6250018.post-1130852633686251292005-11-01T14:02:00.000+01:002006-11-15T18:47:35.641+01:00It seems we are haunted by some Dawson's creek ghosts these days.Ghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11789661889287078658noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6250018.post-1130617084172781382005-10-29T22:16:00.000+02:002006-11-15T18:47:35.529+01:00Supercalifragilistiexpiafuckemall.Ghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11789661889287078658noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6250018.post-1128263974142763132005-10-02T15:56:00.000+02:002006-11-15T18:47:35.265+01:00Dear Blog,It's been like about almost 2 years since we know each other. I told you my life and you 'helped' me, ya know in that therapy-way-with words, what matters is to spill it out (okay that's not from me it's from Jess).You were introduced to me by Jess by the way, and since then I try to built our relation in the best way I can even if some people thought I do not blog enough: *cough*Ghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11789661889287078658noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6250018.post-1127938077423836372005-09-28T21:51:00.000+02:002006-11-15T18:47:35.124+01:00I'm busy. Not because I'm struggling against the Uni so I can pass my 2nd year, I repeat a year and that's all. No it's because my dear friend Julie bought all the season of Buffy the vampire Slayer and I'm actually watching the 2nd and 3rd seasons. It reminds me my highschool years when I wanted to be a vampire.Haha.Ghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11789661889287078658noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6250018.post-1127389987828262262005-09-22T13:37:00.000+02:002006-11-15T18:47:34.999+01:00So you've got Kate, she's with Andrew. Andrew likes girls, going to bar, and get drunk. Kate loves Andrew and wait for him all night long. She loves him so she's just accepting it even if it hurt her and made her cry.And when she's sad she goes to see her best friend Ashley or her best friend Edward (understand here the guy she doesn't sleep with)On the other side, you've got Emily. She's with Ghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11789661889287078658noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6250018.post-1127085309710071462005-09-19T01:13:00.000+02:002006-11-15T18:47:34.873+01:00fuck fuck Fuck Fuck fuck fuck Fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fukc fukc ufck fuck fuck fuck fukc ufkc ufkc fukc fuck fukc fukc fukc fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck !!F***Ghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11789661889287078658noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6250018.post-1126557274353428182005-09-12T21:45:00.000+02:002006-11-15T18:47:34.730+01:00Dimanche.We've decided C. and me to take some vacations so we went to Bretignolles-Sur-Mer. As we were just arrived, we had an accident with some english people.C: Désolée ! ça va ?English guy : Vous rendre compte ?!?Her: Vous voulez qu'on se gare ?Him: Pardon ?Her: Vous voulez qu'on se gare ?Him: Pardon ?Her: euh.... ça va ?Him: ouiUs: D'accord, Merci et désolés !And then we saw a piece of his Ghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11789661889287078658noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6250018.post-1125438267560723912005-08-30T23:32:00.000+02:002006-11-15T18:47:34.604+01:00Tonight in front of a TV show with my parents. There was a game in that show, and.... whatever, the answer was R, the letter R which is the 18th letter of the alphabet.My mother : They are wrong, R is not the 18th letter.Me: Err... Yes it is, mum !My Mother : no look, ABCDEFGHIJK and RI've laugh so much.Anyway, after the show I went to bed so I closed my windows and I saw a guy in my neighbour's Ghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11789661889287078658noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6250018.post-1125180172609420412005-08-27T23:36:00.000+02:002006-11-15T18:47:34.497+01:00I've recently played the go-between and it works. Well, I didn't exactly act as a go-between I've just motivated the lady in fact.Blogging is like the slogan of the smoked salmons of my department : Savoir-Faire et Créativité. (I'm obsessed with that job, I know)Thanks to M. I realized I'm not crazy, I'm not the only one who sometimes, when you just start sleeping and you're in that Ghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11789661889287078658noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6250018.post-1124134626335671402005-08-15T21:29:00.000+02:002006-11-15T18:47:34.396+01:00I don't know what to do. I really hate my job and if I work in that fucking supermarket it's to show my father I can work. The thing is my chief said to me I have to be careful or I'll get fired as I am slow and others things. Well, I'm slow 'cuz I hate that stupid job.Anyway, if I get fired, my father will be disappointed so maybe I should give up, but it's not sure I'll get fired.I want to be aGhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11789661889287078658noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6250018.post-1123187985981347782005-08-04T22:38:00.000+02:002006-11-15T18:47:34.285+01:00Geoffrey - 'Cuz I'm on fire. says:sltGeoffrey - 'Cuz I'm on fire. says:ASV ?Jess _ you're not my girl you're just tired says:lolJess _ you're not my girl you're just tired says:matt le tatoo http://antidisestablishmentarian.blogspot.com/Geoffrey - 'Cuz I'm on fire. says:ha ça me rapel les premiere fois ou javé internet et ou j'allé sur le chat on me demandé ASV et je savé pas ce ke ça voulé Ghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11789661889287078658noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6250018.post-1123185453792785902005-08-04T21:05:00.000+02:002006-11-15T18:47:34.144+01:00It's not I'm a bad blogger, of course not, I was linked in one post of Tony Pierce which is like being awarded to some international contest. The thing is instead of just blogging, I wonder if the topic I've chosen is good or if I'll have enough things to say about it. Sometimes, after writing like during half an hour I just delete everything because, dunno, it didn't worth a post.That's why I Ghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11789661889287078658noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6250018.post-1122846238544417162005-07-31T23:36:00.000+02:002006-11-15T18:47:34.045+01:00Jess and me, talking about the no-more-good-guy and London's bombing :Jess: After that, I've received like 200 mails from Boris, Ian, you, my family... in short people I have no relations with...Haha.Ghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11789661889287078658noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6250018.post-1122474718237075912005-07-27T15:59:00.000+02:002006-11-15T18:47:33.952+01:00The reason I didn't post these days is I was busy.First, my trip to Paris. I went to the Paris to see a friend of mine who was in my class in high school. She comes from an aristocratic and very catholic family. As she very wealthy she had a house in Normandy, a flat in Biarritz and an apartment in Paris in the most expensive district, where I've planned to pass few days.The apartment was great, Ghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11789661889287078658noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6250018.post-1121110745997390622005-07-11T21:31:00.000+02:002006-11-15T18:47:33.849+01:00Hey,I'm in Paris with a friend of mine and her junky friends. I'll be back in a couple of days.It's like 9AM or something and we just get up, they are all on drugs. They say they're hype, I call that trash.Anyway, I'll told you later what exactly happened during these days.Ghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11789661889287078658noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6250018.post-1120568791678585792005-07-05T14:50:00.000+02:002006-11-15T18:47:33.758+01:00Inspiration....L'angoisse du post blanc. J'ai lu aussi qu'en bon français on doit appeller ça non pas un post mais un article ou un billet. I'm defeninly not french internetly speaking !Sinon le mariage de ma soeur est dans 3 semaines et c'est la panique à la maison. Je suis son témoin. Enfin je suis son deuxième témoin le premier c'est mon autre soeur. Je vais devoir lire un passage à l'Eglise Ghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11789661889287078658noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6250018.post-1120243636419495152005-07-01T20:24:00.000+02:002006-11-15T18:47:33.655+01:00Hey here I am.So I'm finally in vacation, I think I've failed my exams, result at the end of July. Otherwise I'm so busy, I work in that supermaket for the summer and I have to prepare my sister's wedding with my parents. I didn't know having a wedding implied so much things to do, wedding sucks in fact.Anyway, I went last week-end at La fête du Cinéma (which means you pay only 2€ to see a movie Ghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11789661889287078658noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6250018.post-1119785433555981332005-06-26T13:30:00.000+02:002006-11-15T18:47:33.546+01:00New York in the 70sGhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11789661889287078658noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6250018.post-1118521894737210232005-06-11T22:29:00.000+02:002006-11-15T18:47:33.452+01:00Coming soon a post that worth something. But for the moment I'm sorry I'm so busy I promise I'll explain everything in like 2 weeks.Ghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11789661889287078658noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6250018.post-1117990295832296762005-06-05T18:51:00.000+02:002006-11-15T18:47:33.344+01:00I find a solution : 12 patch to stop caring about love. It also exists for work and TV.Ghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11789661889287078658noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6250018.post-1117757738850480902005-06-03T01:52:00.000+02:002006-11-15T18:47:33.231+01:00I don't know what to do with myself, I'm obsess with love, I must do something. I mean it can't be me, I'm supposed to be that guy who don't like people and who have no feelings. And look, I'm talking about love on my blog ?!?There's a problem.Am I in love ? I don't think so. Well, with no one in here. Maybe I'm growing and it suppose having adult's preoccupations such has finding love. But I'm Ghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11789661889287078658noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6250018.post-1117563517097619372005-05-31T20:03:00.000+02:002006-11-15T18:47:33.135+01:00- They have voted no.- I may have failed my exams more than I expect.- The force is with him.- My mum made two exquisite salads.- He'll never set the Thames on fire.- We got a new Prime Minister (again).- They are all moving in.- Miss Universe is Canadian.- I don't really care about him having his shag night.- I realize how much I've missed her.- Geek.Ghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11789661889287078658noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6250018.post-1116587942789056132005-05-20T13:19:00.000+02:002006-11-15T18:47:33.034+01:00I didn't read the book but the title makes me smile : Evil wears Prada, so I thought it's worth a post.Ghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11789661889287078658noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6250018.post-1116362677140404482005-05-17T21:28:00.000+02:002006-11-15T18:47:32.929+01:00I've forgotten the pleasure you could had when woken up you can say: today I do absolutely nothing ! And now I'm in holidays, well until further examinations, I feel it again.Anyway, nothing exiting happened in my life these days. I still work in that supermarket, there's a new cashier. He knows he's cute so he puts on airs but he seems to be fun, I share my locker with him. Yeah, we have a Ghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11789661889287078658noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6250018.post-1114712088509429512005-04-28T20:05:00.000+02:002006-11-15T18:47:32.831+01:00The 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 awayTwo 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 Ghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11789661889287078658noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6250018.post-1113750418750837942005-04-17T17:02:00.000+02:002006-11-15T18:47:32.730+01:00At 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.Ghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11789661889287078658noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6250018.post-1113416054886779892005-04-13T20:01:00.000+02:002006-11-15T18:47:32.621+01:00Finally, 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 Ghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11789661889287078658noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6250018.post-1112888659497372372005-04-07T17:42:00.000+02:002006-11-15T18:47:32.384+01:00I really like that commercial and its music : Jacques Your Body.Ghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11789661889287078658noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6250018.post-1112726672549779252005-04-05T20:28:00.000+02:002006-11-15T18:47:32.251+01:00I'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 Ghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11789661889287078658noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6250018.post-1111329919009294602005-03-20T14:54:00.000+01:002006-11-15T18:47:31.607+01:00- Today it's the birthday of somebody I know but as everyone is born in march I don't know who exactly.- As it's the French-speaking world international day I should write in French.- My niece can walk now and even run a bit.- My cat like to take sunbath all day long.- My gold fish is a clever one he know where is its food 'cuz when I'm near it he start like dancing... no really !- Yesterday Ghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11789661889287078658noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6250018.post-1111088141796916392005-03-17T20:28:00.000+01:002006-11-15T18:47:31.445+01:00I know I didn't post since a long time but I'm so busy. No, really for real ! When I haven't got any work to do I have to go to buy presents because, I don't know why but all my friends are born in March. Well, 7 of them which is a lot. Plus the fact that every Friday and Saturday there's a birthday party and as everyone got 20 they make big parties !So I have plenty of work to do and when I've Ghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11789661889287078658noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6250018.post-1110138038478163482005-03-06T20:39:00.000+01:002006-11-15T18:47:31.141+01:00Busy Busy Busy Busy....Well, okay :Lazy Lazy Lazy Lazy !Ghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11789661889287078658noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6250018.post-1109439789905117522005-02-26T18:32:00.000+01:002006-11-15T18:47:30.992+01:00I have a presentation to do for my English class and I choose to talk about Woodstock. This is the introduction I wrote, and I proud of it so :On August 15-17 1969, the village of Bethel, NY (with a normal population of 5000) became the largest city in the state. In a time of demonstrations, riots, racial and social unrest, over 400.000 young people from across the nation would converge on Max Ghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11789661889287078658noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6250018.post-1109093533837128052005-02-22T18:14:00.001+01:002006-11-15T18:47:30.859+01:00Ha. What happened to Paris Hilton makes me laugh even I think if it happened to me I'd be really mad but, it's Paris not me ! haha.Anyway I'm disappointed 'cuz I forgot my camera and I could have took lots of cool pics in town this afternoon. First, it's snowing so it's white everywhere, which is rare in my town.Next, our train station is now beautiful because they have washed the wall.Then, as Ghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11789661889287078658noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6250018.post-1108317652191785332005-02-13T18:27:00.000+01:002006-11-15T18:47:30.552+01:00Love.Since I've read Boris' post about love I thought about what make me think I'm in love. And I don't know. I'm pretty sure I've never been with someone I loved but I loved 1 or 2 girls... I think.Is falling in love a hard thing to do ? I'm just lost. There's a song call ''it's so easy to fall in love'' so maybe not. LOLSeriously, for quiet a long time I was sure I love a girl but as I didn't Ghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11789661889287078658noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6250018.post-1108142264588954102005-02-11T17:47:00.000+01:002006-11-15T18:47:30.418+01:00I went to the cinema to see the new Woody Allen: Melinda and Melinda. Good movie. But if I want to talk about it, it's because of what happened as I was waiting for the film to begin. A lot of people were there, especially for this movie so all the seats were sold. A couple tried to cheat because they said they had ''wrong seats'', but as all the seats were sold they said that it was a mistake ofGhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11789661889287078658noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6250018.post-1107610203077201202005-02-05T13:04:00.000+01:002006-11-15T18:47:30.249+01:00Thursday : went to a nightclub. It was a Special Law Student Fiesta. I was apprehensive but it turned great. No, really it was nice. The music was good. I've danced on the podium and I even won a perfume, for men luckily, and not a vulgar one : Envy By Gucci !
It was kind of weird at the beginning because you're with people you usually saw working all day and now you see them on podiums. It was Ghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11789661889287078658noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6250018.post-1107198712469741422005-01-31T20:10:00.000+01:002006-11-15T18:47:30.068+01:00lalalalala don't like people lalalalala go fuck a tree...
Ghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11789661889287078658noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6250018.post-1107010126784188532005-01-29T15:31:00.000+01:002006-11-15T18:47:29.907+01:00As I was really fucking bored, I've made a drawing and find a couple of really great websites :
- The Thought Project : "A man stopped 150 strangers in the street and asked them what they were thinking about the second before he stopped them."
- Post Secret : "You are invited to anonymously contribute a secret to the PostSecretproject. Your secret can be a regret, fear, betrayal, desire, Ghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11789661889287078658noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6250018.post-1106490139924381762005-01-23T15:15:00.000+01:002006-11-15T18:47:29.778+01:00What color is most reflective of you? Maybe RED.
How did you get the idea for your journal name? Dunno, it just came when Sijeka and I were trying to find a name for my blog.
What time were you born? 00:32.
What song are you playing now, or wish you were playing? Dead Disco by Metric.
Has the death of a celebrity ever made you cry? Nope.
What color underwear are you wearing? Black.
Do you want a Ghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11789661889287078658noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6250018.post-1106411778023335302005-01-22T17:06:00.000+01:002006-11-15T18:47:29.613+01:00Hey I'm back !
This week of skiing holidays was, well, let's say 'interesting''. The thing is I went skiing in the middle of France with two girls of my Uni, F. and A. So I've thought I would spend nice holidays but in fact in was really weird. Skiing was great, we had a cool weather so it was cool but that's that girl, A., she's just insane. Not insane in a good way as my Sijeka (no offence Ghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11789661889287078658noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6250018.post-1105358578745876142005-01-10T13:57:00.000+01:002006-11-15T18:47:29.455+01:00Okay just forget what I've said, that's the same course but not the same teacher so I can't change... ha ! Too bad for me, thanks Muse for helping me !
Anyway tomorrow I'm in holiday and I go skiing after so I won't be able to access an internet point for something like one week, sorry !
Ghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11789661889287078658noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6250018.post-1105130725532172192005-01-07T21:23:00.000+01:002006-11-15T18:47:29.298+01:00Hey guys I need you. I have to do a course every Mondays from 6:00pm to 8:00pm, but well THAT'S LATE, huh ?! So the solution is I have to go to the same course but Thursdays from 8:00am to 10:00am which is better. But, (because there's always a but... and often an even if but for my case here it's only a but) I have to give a real reason to change, so please help me find one !
I've thought about Ghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11789661889287078658noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6250018.post-1104868158078647512005-01-04T20:49:00.001+01:002006-11-15T18:47:29.160+01:00... and IGhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11789661889287078658noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6250018.post-1104868148396667842005-01-04T20:49:00.000+01:002006-11-15T18:47:29.010+01:00MyselfGhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11789661889287078658noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6250018.post-1104868110855084012005-01-04T20:48:00.000+01:002006-11-15T18:47:28.850+01:00MeGhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11789661889287078658noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6250018.post-1104825132215450532005-01-04T08:47:00.000+01:002006-11-15T18:47:28.691+01:00You've got those who are having fun in Canada , those who fell in love with a French guy in the middle of UK, those who are writing a book about blog and those who are just writing a book but in the middle of New-Zealand. And those who, like me, have started failing their exams so don't mind if my post, like my english by the way, sucks !
Ghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11789661889287078658noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6250018.post-1104413661812921392004-12-30T14:03:00.000+01:002006-11-15T18:47:28.491+01:00Okay maybe you're right and I'm a TV series addict. That's why I found my friends too nice because I thought real good friends are gorgeous and funny, vampire slayer, witches, paleontologist or funeral director's. Seriously, I do not say they don't deserve me, you can't deserve people (right, we can't, uh ?) but if I feel a bit frustrated in my life it's because I need sex and because they are Ghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11789661889287078658noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6250018.post-1104001979264610392004-12-25T20:09:00.001+01:002006-11-15T18:47:28.315+01:00Merry Christmas and Happy New Year .... yadda yadda yadda.
Ghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11789661889287078658noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6250018.post-1103299697247666682004-12-17T16:34:00.000+01:002006-11-15T18:47:28.018+01:00Not my day today.
So I've waited like 2 hours in the library of my Uni so my teacher can gives me my paper back (with not a good mark by the way so go fuck a tree Mr L.). Then, that russian girl I gave my course to, didn't come this morning and we are NOW in vacation, so I can't see her anymore at the Uni. And I can't revise for my exams 'cause SHE HAD my course. So I've to find her number but IGhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11789661889287078658noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6250018.post-1103125912824961312004-12-15T16:38:00.000+01:002006-11-15T18:47:27.862+01:00I got this from Sijeka, who got this from Anti .
Instructions -
1. Open up the music player on your computer.
2. Set it to play your entire music collection.
3. Hit the “shuffle” command.
4. Tell us the title of the next ten songs that show up (with their musicians), no matter how embarrassing. That’s right, no skipping that Carpenters tune that will totally destroy your hip credibility. It’Ghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11789661889287078658noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6250018.post-1102970210099065782004-12-13T21:21:00.000+01:002006-11-15T18:47:27.714+01:00So first of all, my english teacher really sucks because, I, the beautiful bilingual French guy, have failed that £¤µ%@# exam. No really : Voting is compulsory, what do you think? Je m'en fout !
Anyway, I have an oral, in like two days, and I know nothing so as a good French I've to say : putain d'oral de merde.
I finally met the teacher responsible for the international studies and she said Ghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11789661889287078658noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6250018.post-1102882676797534142004-12-12T21:15:00.000+01:002006-11-15T18:47:27.555+01:00Maroon 5 - Secret
But things just
Watch the sunrise
Say your goodbyes
Off we go
Some conversation
No contemplation
Hit the road
Car overheats
Jump out of my seat
On the side of the highway baby
Our road is long
Your hold is strong
Please don't ever let go
Oh No
I know I don't know you
But I want you so bad
Everyone has a secret
Oh But can they keep it
Oh No they can't
I'm driving fast now
Ghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11789661889287078658noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6250018.post-1102720454299429572004-12-11T01:11:00.000+01:002006-11-15T18:47:27.343+01:00Aaaaaah help ! I'm so busy. I TRY to pass my driving test, I TRY to pass my exam of civil law, I TRY to find stuff I've deleted in that f***** PC and I TRY to keep having a social life.
Y'a des jours comme ça ...
Ghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11789661889287078658noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6250018.post-1102348091157498362004-12-06T16:48:00.000+01:002006-11-15T18:47:27.112+01:00
My mother make the ''X-mas fir'' this week-end and bought this sock for my niece...
Ghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11789661889287078658noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6250018.post-1102103121476842542004-12-03T20:02:00.000+01:002006-11-15T18:47:26.736+01:00I don't know why I so much want to live something else than I do. I just want my life to be different, in an original way. I mean I do love my family, my friends and all but I think things would be better if, I dunno, I was living somewhere else than here. But maybe not. Maybe it's just me and wherever I will be I'll fell like I have a lack of something. Maybe I just always want more. Maybe it's Ghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11789661889287078658noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6250018.post-1101644241412805252004-11-28T13:17:00.000+01:002006-11-15T18:47:26.568+01:00And me... I look like I've smoked pot, no ?Ghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11789661889287078658noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6250018.post-1101644123177905612004-11-28T13:15:00.000+01:002006-11-15T18:47:26.237+01:00Jess by meGhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11789661889287078658noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6250018.post-1101643837583623322004-11-28T13:10:00.000+01:002006-11-15T18:47:25.889+01:00Tic tac that's for JessGhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11789661889287078658noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6250018.post-1101643799267572552004-11-28T13:09:00.001+01:002006-11-15T18:47:25.751+01:00YuliaGhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11789661889287078658noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6250018.post-1101643755382349022004-11-28T13:09:00.000+01:002006-11-15T18:47:25.603+01:00...Ghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11789661889287078658noreply@blogger.com