siraki the iraqi's misadventures, yay:)

i can’t even begin to tell you how much my french is improving

like it’s only the 4th (i think) day and it’s improved 400%!!!!!

boire d’alcool

It’s so weird being in France and being able to just drink. It’s really nice though— nobody gets wasted, and everybody drinks for the class of it all. Like ok I admit I wasn’t drinking the classiest way— I bought a gigantic beer from the grocery store just to drink on the streets when some other people in our group were taking a long time running errands (also we have a couple ‘very vanilla’ straight-laced people who don’t drink or try anything new at all, aagh… one guy absolutely does not drink and one girl only gets Asian things or things you can get in the states, oh well… at least we have 2 really chill dudes and 1 bad momo [meaning he drinks and cusses, oooh])… yeah there’s no open container laws so I just sat on the corner and drank my beer haha.

Then we went to a restaurant and ate pizza and I shared a bottle of wine w/ 2 other guys. I had a glass. It was fun and classy and hilarious— one guy tried champagne (ok alcohol in general) for the first time ever and he hated it… he was so grossed out he gave us his 6 euro glass (that’s like $9).. dayum!

Haha regardless France is amazing. And between my host family and our classes, I feel like I”m speaking it more and more confidently and more and more fluently :D

golfing adventuretime

So me n Evan went golfing and he just assumed I was good… hah. We both sucked it up hardcore and at first it was horrifically stressful— some asshole kept calling us in and saying we were being rude and needed to be kicked off the course— which of course almost made me have A COMPLETE FUCKING BITCH FIT, which was fueled by the stress of possibly being kicked out after spending about $40 getting both our stuff together, sucking at it hardcore, and the fact that even though I PAID and I RESERVED THE TEE TIME UNDER MY FUCKING NAME and I WAS CLEARLY TAKING THE REINS, they still insisted on talking to Evan and not me. Seriously? Kaley + Sirak= definitely not a boy and definitely not that Aryan colored. Nigga please. 

But aside from that psychotic stress sesh as soon as we started, it wasn’t too bad. I know Evan was frustrated because he assumed he’d be good, but I think we both felt better after we realized it a) didn’t really matter, and b) the 10 year olds in front of us were at about the same level but at least we could hit harder. 

Good times.

Also tomorrow FRANCE. 

franceFRANCEfranceFRANCE

holy fucking shit I’m going there tomorrow. 

I will be listening to Frenchy things all day as I finish packing my infested rat corner of the room.. ok it’s not literally infested but I’m pretty sloppy. So it’s pretty gross.

Things to do today:

• pull out $160 cash
• buy adapter plugs
• go clothes shopping
• go golfing (hopefully the weather gets better cuz I promised Evan and he’s so excited about it that he posted about it on fb [I guess it was manly enough ;) hah])
• buy something Academy-esque for Caroline, my host mom
• maybe something for Fanny (ooh Guess or something very American!!)
• cross my fingers that I don’t go severely in debt from this adventure (but fuck it, loan’s coming in soon anyways)

disgusting

unicornwhores:

…and people thought gays would ruin the sanctity of marriage.

seriously, Uggs?! I hope nobody buys these/ does this.

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