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Sunday, June 20, 2010


Current location
In my room in my foster mom’s home
Now listening to
Shakira – album: She wolf
Content and full
Last meal
Nasi Goreng which Martine cooked (Martine’s my foster mom)
Other activities
Surfing reddit.com
Dear people of the internets, 
Interesting things always pop up in my head. If you’ve ever spent time with me, you can probably tell that I’m full of interesting surprises. And poop. Rainbow coloured poop. 
Today, I want to share with you my latest fascinating thought: 
Forms. There’s just too many of them...

Saturday, June 5, 2010

One month in France


It’s been a month now that I’m in France, so I guess that gives me the right to write about France as if I’ve known her forever. (Oh my God now I’m referring to France as “her”, you know I’m Frenchified.) 

Apart from making me ascribe genders to asexual objects (though based on my encounters which some Italian senior citizens, I hesitate to say France is really asexual) France has subtly changed me in certain ways. Of course, I’m not experiencing culture shock, for I am much too bizarre to let that happen to me. Indeed, I quite fancy that I am the culture shock. 

First of all, I remember that when I got to Nice 

Wait, let’s begin at the beginning...