Funny, how the one place I didn’t apply (for a good reason) was the place that called with a job offer.
EDIT: Of course I’m being dramatic, because I’m good at it, but also because the core of it is true.
My sister found out that there was a rumor going around that there would be a “fat ass party” in our back yard with a bonfire. My brother is out of town. My other sister isn’t here. The sister that told me this is in bed.
I was thinking that IF a bunch of strangers actually showed up, had plans of making a bonfire in my yard, and none of my siblings were there to claim them, that I would call the cops. Not that this is likely (especially now), just saying.
I’m sorry, but if ever someone shows up in the dead of night and I don’t know who they are and no one that lives here is with them, I’m not just going to leave them alone.
And I feel like the one person who’s supposed to be supportive of me is not understanding. I get that I’m a hormonal female, but that doesn’t mean I’m being illogical. I think. (To be fair, it could just be because it’s highly unlikely that a bunch of teenagers are going to show up on a school night to party).
Distance makes possible what immediacy cannot accomplish. And distance is one of the hallmarks, the defining characteristics, of the fairytale—the tale that might be true but, safely, is not.
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I wish this had been published a bit over a year ago when I was working on my English capstone project…
I cried to leave my French family, though. It breaks my heart that if I ever see those kids again, they will have grown up.
talkedtoomuchsaidtoolittle:
nepetaschoiceass:
once upon a time season finale this sunday
once upon a time season finale this sunday
once upon a time season finale this sunday
once upon a time season finale this sunday
I’m totally jazzed because, for whatever reason, I thought last week’s episode was the finale. I thought I was going to have to wait all summer to find out what happens to Henry and whether Emma starts believing. This makes much more sense. Yay!
I knew it was Sunday because I’ll be in the right country/timezone to watch it normally. Although I don’t know if I’ll be able to stay awake for it.
(Source: nepetaquest)
AND I saw a student on TV in front of the Tulle cathedral on her dad’s shoulders (her dad works at the foyer where I lived).
Italy, apparently.
In France it’s okay to growl at women?? That was a strange one. Maybe teenagers don’t count because they’re aliens. So maybe I shouldn’t be judging the French guys so much.