it is up to you

i have been learning more and more french each day. i must admit that most of it is just vulgar things that are nowhere near useful, but that's alright. ahha. we are having fun.

so monday was more fun with the french, naturally. i picked up melanie and we met stephanie at vic's for lunch to discuss the jonas brother's concert [which is tomorrow]. that was pretty funny. chris sylva showed up and so he got to meet her as well. melanie and i had fun just one on one. later that evening we went to barcode for delphine's birthday. all i have to say about that is: barcode is a waste of money. it is too crowded and everyone there is just stupid 14 year olds who think they are "hott shit". suprisingly unsupervised dance parties are much better and the people are nicer. but it was kind of fun to get cute and go dance.

today i had class. before class emily came over and helped me pick out an "urban" outfit for an interview at urban outiftters. so after class i went to that. it just made me tired and a little frustrated. there were kind of a lot of people there and they just didn't seem to fit the part. idk. i tried hard and i really need the job. O! and mr. schuman called to tell me that my schedule won't work. i can't TA for mr. bogart. but i am going to tell him that i will be willing to switch religion or take any pe available, as long as i can TA for him. if not...o well. but i'm so angry/sad about that. ANYWAY!!! in the evening we went to jameson's house. his house is in the middle of nowhere [whilton] but it's so big and beautiful, as is his family. they are all so nice. i love his sister and his parents. people swam and we had pizza. we also met a new kid, louie, from paris. his correspondent goes to pleasant grove HS.
when it got dark we roasted marshmallows on their outdoor firepit. it is so cool!
we also rode in this cart thing called a gator. it is so much fun. jameson's sister drove us around and it is just like the indiana jones ride or something. i so want one!



Bonne nuit!

p.s. i almost forgot. the second i got home, my cell phone broke AGAIN. piece of shit. so in the morning i am picking up brian's old phone; the samsung because he can't find the chocolate. i hate my life.