Hey, dear readers. How's it going for you? Are you coping with the heat or are you already melted down? I'm no sure about myself.
I got ready to head to class as usual on Monday, but I was running late to the train. There were two ladies at the ticket machine who didn't know what they were doing (common as the ticket machines are literally a fucking puzzle for no reason). I even did the whole obnoxious 'ahem, ahem, could I cut in line? My train is soon'. They let me through but the damn machine wouldn't take coins for some reason so I went to get it from the stationmaster but he was gone. Awkward. I ended up skipping class that day. Instead I went to Noz and bought some goodies.
Dry rat.
Tuesday was a normal day, I actually managed to buy a train ticket and spent time before class in the park as usual. I tried to play some DS games but the sun was so damn bright I couldn't see anything at all.
My baby!
Instead I read some more Peach Girl, I've been addicted recently. It's not exactly good but it's so damn entertaining. It has literally every teen drama trope that ranges between regular and insane: love triangles, pregnancy scares, mind games, black mail, misunderstandings, a cult. The classics. Class was pretty good.
Pretty views.
Somebody has a crazy amount of goats.
My spot.
I was not feeling really good on Wednesday so I had to skip a hang out with Tom. I worked on the CDwORLD zine more, it's surprisingly going a-okay.
Hiding in the shade.
Lazy.
On Thursday I thought I was feeling better and I went to class. It was a mistake, I was coughing non-stop. Literally the worst time to get sick, when the heat is sweltering. Friday was more of the same, except I didn't go to class because I was still feeling like shit.
On Friday my stupid cat did a huge jump from the window shutters on the balcony to the third floor window ledge. I got super scared because the drop is significant and she's way too crazy. While I was running up to the third floor to get her I mis-stepped and really injured my foot. She was fine, I was just annoyed at her.
She may look cute but she's an asshole.
On Saturday my foot hurt bad. I couldn't step on it all. Since I was still sick and now injured I took it easy and watched a movie. I was in a bad mood and usually when I watch a happy or comedic film in that kind of mindset it just makes me angry. But! But this was different. Mambo Italiano, on paper, looks like literal trash. It looks like it should be terrible, awfully produced, I mean look at the poster, it's so badly done. I was surprised because it was fucking hilarious, at least to me. Angelo, the man character, was just kinda fun to watch, and I could relate to parts of him. Maybe it's because we have the same hair...
On Sunday I spent most of the day with the Artfight theme reveal stream running in the background. My period started, so now I was sick, with an injured foot, and with cramps. The worst part is that every pharmacy is closed on Sunday! Okay, this blog is starting to sound like some old lady that's always complaining about various chronic pains. Maybe I am that, just ahead of schedule.
Anyway, the theme revealed was Fossils vs Crystals. Honestly, I was not that excited for this theme but I'm also not against it or anything. I'll be on Team Crystals, probably losing again. Tis tradition.
I'm bringing the quiz back for a bit, this time it's Peer Pressure: Do You Stand Tall or Do You Back Down? This one is a bit different, tell me whether you picked a, b, or c for each of the 11 questions because they have different values for different questions. Then I will reveal what some random teen quiz thinks about you!
This week's song is Charity by Samiam. Such a catchy chorus, as is the usual for Samiam. Enjoy!
Hey. Summer is in full swing and I hate it a little bit. I'm sweating, sweating like a pig. It should not be this hot. I'm also from a place that is much, much cooler than where I'm at now so maybe my body is just not built like that and I'm cursed to sweat the entire summer... Okay, gross. What are you, my doctor? You don't need to hear all that.
Monday was a day off because class was cancelled, likely due to a holiday but I'm not keeping track at all anymore. I took the time to finally pack away all my warm clothes and to organize all my documents, they were in just a huge stack which is awful. French services are... shall we say, retro, so everything is still handled with physical letters and papers. If you lose something you could be seriously fucked! Well, I think you can replace most docs but with the speed of the French bureaucracy you could be looking at incredible wait times, so better just keep it all safe. So my stuff is finally where it should be.
I did discover something about myself though. I recently got this Rip Curl bag that has shorter straps, so it can only be worn over the shoulder, under the armpit type of way. Like a handbag. Usually I only use bags that are messenger-style, handbags are for parties maximum, I don't take them with me daily. But this bag! This bag fucking rocks! I was sat with my mum and we talked about it and I said, 'Wow, I think I'm finally a woman, I've reached womanhood.' I'm joking, but for real I used to rag on my mum a lot for having this kind of more open bag that seems unsafe to carry important stuff in but I get it now. It's so damn comfortable. I take back all the lady bag slander I ever said, I was wrong. I have matured.
A beauty.
On Tuesday I went to class and everything was horrible. First of all, as I was walking to class, a man spoke to me. Horror! I'm joking, he was a seemingly nice guy and he first approached me because we have the same kind of discount card for the train so I assumed this would be some immigrant-to-immigrant help exchange. Nope, he asked for my number and I gave him my old number that doesn't work but he called it right away (which is so yuck) and obviously the call did not go through...
Girls, please tell me why do I feel like it's rude to just say no to a guy? I have maybe once before and he was super insistent at first and then very offended. For some reason I was the one feeling guilty at the end. My own dumbass always tells others to just say no and not to worry about it, no one is entitled to your time like that. But when it comes to reality... I'm like super scared of a bad reaction. It's dumb. He wasn't rude or anything but he was kinda pushy. Anyway, he gave me his number, I called it so he got my number. But it got worse! I told him I'm leaving for class, we part ways, when I suddenly get a call from an unfamiliar number, it's some guy that says he is the friend of the dude from earlier and he asks if I want to go get drinks. Woah! First of, way too soon. It's like 11 AM and I don't know you, guy! Second, I said I'd be going to class. Third, why am I such a moron!
Anyway, he's texted and called me a few times but I've just ignored him. I just don't like it but I'm scared to say I don't like it because guys can be such assholes, I'd rather not deal with them at all. Why can't they just be like in wholesome shoujo manga? I'm not dating now but even if I was I am strictly sticking to girls or enbies. Sorry guys, not in this climate. Most of them would probably call me fat and ugly anyway so no loss there.
But guess what. It gets worse. I was just taking a walk to a new area I haven't been to yet when I saw that in someone's garden a turtle was flipped over, laying on it's back. I remember that it's dangerous for them to be like that for too long so I searched it up and turns out yes, it is! My ass was getting ready to Rescue Rangers the shit out of that turtle. I rang the doorbell of the house like 50 times but no one came out even though their garage door was open. The garden is walled off pretty well by this metal fence that you can't climb, so I got a stick and I tried to reach in but it wasn't long enough. I got a longer stick and I reached the turtle but it kept hissing at me and wiggling in the wrong direction. I scratched the shit out of hands and knees in the process. Eventually I couldn't reach it anymore and I couldn't really break into the garden even if I wanted to, the drop was pretty high. I'll be going back later to see how the turtle is.
Passing out.
Wednesday was terrible. It started terrible. I couldn't find one of my cats, Simona. Ever since we had the stairs installed the cats have been hanging out on the third floor a lot. It was fine, until today because she wouldn't appear no matter how much we called her. I was freaking out. I have no chill when it comes to the cats, they are literally my children. Well, they'd be even more important if I had children, but I don't so that's good. I got scared that she got into the insulation in the roof and got stuck or worse. So we started taking it down and this stuff is awful, it's filled with micro glass which really hurts and irritates your skin and throat. It was also old as hell, at least like 20 years old or something. Anyway, we got about 1/3rd of the roof done when I see that little shit on the roof next door, outside the window, screaming to be let in.
Obviously I grab her, she is dirty as hell and is also panting because she's thirsty. I don't know how long she's been out there but it could have been all night. We obviously fed and watered her then gave her a bath. She hated it but too bad. So now the third floor is off-limits for them until we fix the roof completely.
On Thursday it gets worse. I went to see the turtle but it wasn't there so I think they probably took it to the vet. I'll check again next week. Even before getting on the train, I spilled my drink all over my stuff. I don't know why I'm stupid (really, I'd love to know why) but I filled a plastic water bottle with carbonated water. When I twisted it open, it fucking shot the cap like a damn bullet. Even funnier, the cap is a mold of Miffy, but just the head. So it looked like an incredibly brutal beheading of a poor cartoon character. But it wasn't just carbonated water, it had syrup in it. So now everything was sticky...
I saw down in the park to dry everything out. I did some planning in my planner, etc. Suddenly my right hand started to feel really numb. It was swollen and shaking. What the fuck?! It's likely an allergic reaction because I tend to get those once in a while and it's always because of some fuck-ass plant. Nobody ever better tell me to touch grass again, this is what happens. The only upside of the day was messaging with friends.
At least the view was good.
Can you guess how it got on Friday? That's right, EVEN WORSE! I got sick. My sister has been sick all week, she had a fever and temps as high as 38 but somehow I thought I was one of those damn immune people in a zombie movie and I'm invincible to sickness. Nope. I got really sick on Friday, my throat hurt like a bitch and the day was hot as fuck so there was literally no reprieve from anything. We did re-watch Whip It which was awesome, I fucking love that movie. I know Elliott Page is the star, but I love Alia Shawkat, she's so cute.
The only acceptable coke!
Saturday was fine. I did a lot of work on the CDwORLD zine though it looks like it will be done way late. I'm just embracing that already. Too late to be sad about that (plus it's my own doing). Since I was sort of bed-ridden I mostly checked in the with the news, got really invested in the New York mayoral elections even though I have literally nothing to do with New York. It's probably because Zohran Mamdani is such an incredible candidate, I would love to have a mayor like that. I hope he wins.
Also been keeping up with the horrors in LA. I cannot believe how little protections there are for immigrants in the U.S. Well, I guess I can believe it but it's just insanity. I'm documented now, but I wasn't for nearly two years. Seriously, I had a temporary status paper that even the bank didn't recognize. If France had U.S. style raids I'd be fucked. In fact my brother is still technically undocumented, as in he's doing the whole process now, completely legally, he is just currently without documents. That's just the process, it's not like, wham-bam, here's your ID. People who really do see immigrants like vermin or illegals or blah blah blah, who the fuck are you, man? For real, what do you know about anything? Especially when people come to the U.S. because the U.S. is a fucking global tyrant. No one is illegal, no one.
On Sunday we finally managed a call with uni besties, Su and V. It was fun, we caught up and then 'listened' to Love Is Blind. All those people sound insufferable!! I guess that's why they're on reality TV. I also watched 2LDK, it's a short film but it's interesting and very strange. Then in the evening we watched the 2012 Totall Recall. This I watched in the cinema with my class once upon a time, I remember that the story was stupid but that the set/environment was so cool. And yeah it was! I especially love the apartment of the main character.
This week I've been listening to Marlon JD by the Manic Street Preachers non-stop. It's another Alice recommendation and it's amazing, check out her look into a Journal for Plague Lovers.
Hello there. This week has been busy, but in a good way. On Monday I read a lot. During class I took a mock B2 exam that I passed. But I don't feel ready for B2 at all. Once I got home I had a look at what was going on this entire day while I was out.
My mum, brother, and our family friends, Monique and Noel were setting up the new staircase that will lead to the third floor so we don't have to use that annoying trapdoor thing anymore. And so we can finally start work on the third floor!
I helped where I could but they had it mostly covered and I cleaned the place up when everyone was done. The stairs look awesome and we can just walk up there like normal people now.
Ta-da!
On Tuesday my train was super late but when I did get to the next town I was reading again. I finished That Was Then, This Is Now. Tragic as hell. It doesn't even
have a reflective and optimistic finale like the Outsiders. Still, it was very
good. Class was good but I was struggling because we were doing listening comprehension which is my Achilles heel. At home I relaxed and browsed some internet archive pages. I came across a picture of some friends on a train on some long forgotten blog and it made me super bittersweet. I miss hanging out with my friends in the city. All my closest friends are far away.
Feeling weird things this Wednesday. It might feel like all of us here in the new indie web/old web revival or even using these seemingly outdated blogs are trapped in self-feeding nostalgia. It does get me a little worried, I was especially put to thinking when I was on Proletarian Library's site and read one of their thoughts: 'Will you stand to strive for a favorable future or will you continue to consume a cherry-picked past?'. Are we really no better than people who are caught up with idolizing the past on more popular platforms? I'd be a liar if I said I was immune to complaining that I liked things better before and I'm not even talking about the 1990s and early 2000s when I was not even a part of the world or was very young. I've only been around since 1999 after all. I mean I think the days when I was more or less a fully realized person with opinions, my coming of age years that were 2011-2017. I miss them.
So, I'm no stranger to the futile gaze backwards, wishing to somehow recapture some of that magic. But the truth is that the things we're chasing have long been buried, it's not the movies, the music, or the lifestyles, it was just the ease of existing when you do things for the first time. When you see them for the first time. Even the bad experiences, they were so stark, you felt everything so strongly, so integrally. It made life seem like it had purpose and although I don't believe that there is any inherent purpose to anything, it feels good to want things and to chase them. I thought I would be a real art star when I was fourteen, I'm not sure what I had pictured exactly, but I thought I would be some kind of animated series guru, a great illustrator. I don't think that anymore. It's not just my lack of artistic skill, I just run into so many stages of stagnation. I write, then I doubt myself. I draw, then I have to compare. Even worse, I have to verify with so many outside sources before I feel confident in an idea. I used to just have paper and a pencil as my sole resources.
You don't have to be an artist to feel these things. For anyone of us who's straining for peeks of the past likely felt an incredible drive at one point, no matter how intense or long it was. Then things got worse, not entirely because we grew up, but because the world became more isolated (yes, even before the pandemic), things got so unattainable and costly, and aggression of a conservative nature further made the world feel like a really desolate place.
Getting mired in nostalgia can de dangerous, you won't be making anything, you won't be helping anyone or yourself, and you'll always be waiting for something. I guess what I really want is to wish for stuff. I don't mean to hopelessly standby and wait for things to get better without action. I'm talking about catering to your innate desire, your good wishes and doing anything, even the smallest things, to inch closer.
So cheesy. I got here because I was thinking of one of my favourite films, Blue Gate Crossing. It is set in Taiwan in the 2000s, a place I've never been. But I have lived in the south of China, in Gaungdong, for most of my life, since 2008, I think. Maybe earlier. So the visuals are painfully familiar to me. The streets, the food stands, the school, the pool. It all makes something click in the brain. But beyond the aesthetics, it stirs something even more raw. There is a scene where Yue-zhen, the friend of the protagonist, says she will write the name of her crush until the pens ink runs out and he'll be bound to fall in love with her.
I've never actually done anything like that but I've probably done a hundred things in the same vein. With friends, on my own. In my room, there is a light coming in from outside and I'm deeply involved in a moment of contemplation. It's not something I can really put into words but in the simplest terms it's about my comprehension of time. I guess what I feel almost always is that I'm pushing through time, every motion is considered and made, I have at least this autonomy to barrel through the day. But those other instances, it's like I've taken a step to the side, like I'm at a bust stop, a momentary shelter, and time passes me by. It does me a kindness, it doesn't stop but it's like I've been spared for a moment and I don't have to go. It's probably what people feel when they say that it was like time stood still.
I guess that's what I'm chasing, not nostalgia. But it's harder and harder to come by such weird moments. I can't ever feel them coming on and I can't ever guess when they end. They can be triggered by the smallest coincidence or a huge accomplishment. It sounds like I'm making a dig deal out of a very basic thing, such as feelings of euphoria or contentedness, and that could be it. But it feels different. I know that being online, separate from the world, doesn't always help. But it's also not the problem. I get this feeling when I read a blog, browse a site made with passion, or chat with a stranger or mutual. But I get the exact opposite with endless browsing, with ridiculous drama videos that I still somehow get caught up in, or online shopping.
Taylor Lorenz recently had a video arguing against logging off because it's one of the last bastions of organizing efforts, and that's true, you can get many people on your side and you can also stay informed. But I won't lie, to simply exist on all social media platforms is no better than being totally disengaged. You're crowded with rage bait or with the emphasis of how powerless you are as an individual or a small community. If you're really good at it, you can curate your social media in a way that allows you to be informed, active, and not steamrolled by irrelevant slop. You can organize yourself and others and you can translate those online efforts into real-world results. But don't forget who runs your main methods of communication because the interests of these giants and your interests do not align. It's essential to have other means that can't be manipulated, if not stripped away, by the powerful.
So I am someone who recommends abandoning social media totally. Return to personal and organizational sites. To stay informed, I would much rather look to a platform that is independent and has the primary goal of being an information provider. And for my own fulfillment, I have a myriad of mutuals and internet friends who are incredible people. Whatever your wish is, your draw, your desire, you're not going to find it anywhere but yourself first. Then when you feel ready, you can share with others, you can branch out, you can talk with someone for a long time, deeply. You can also tell me my advice sucks and I'm dumb, because the truth is I'm just as lost as everyone else. That'd be the truth.
What a tangent! I guess I had the mood to write this week. Sorry if this was really boring but I really needed to get it out. Actually in my life, we went to hang out at Tom's today to continue playing Eternal Sonata. He was exhausted from partying it up all of last week so we didn't play too long but we finally made it to chapter 2. I haven't gone anywhere or done anything for Pride this year because I'm tired. I did go to the super early one back in May but that's it. Earlier in the day I also watched Teachers, it was not bad.
Thursday was a glorious day. I finally won. The bank has officially opened my account and I should be getting my card shortly. Finny 1, Bank 0. I honestly thought I'd have more to say about this when the day came but I'm so exhausted by this fight, it literally lasted a year and a half. Who fucking out there takes a year and a half to open an account for someone?! I's done, it's done, it's done... I just have to keep telling myself that.
I finished the cover for the zine I will be releasing later this summer. It took some time but I was pleasantly surprised with how much I liked my own work. Have been using my planner better recently too, unclogging the mind and all that. I kind of fell down a rabbit hole of Hobonichi planners and all that. I already have a planner ready for September 2025-September 2026 but I may wait the few months to 2027 and get a Hobonichi Weeks to test it out myself.
On Friday it was Eid al-Adha so we decided to not have class and just took the homework we'd do over the weekend instead. There's like only 3 of us in class who are non-Muslims so even though they said another teacher could come in we thought it'd be better if everyone got some time off instead.
On Saturday I called with a bestie from uni, V. She had a bad parting from her old work this week so we talked about that. She really got screwed because she wanted to be paid better after working at the same school for two years, which is totally fair. In the evening we watched the Summer Game Fest, it mostly sucked. There were so many cringe games with female characters in sexy outfits that don't fit the mood or environment of the game at all... or like 100 ass shots for no reason. I can't believe these stupid assholes who are crying about woke games are actually real.
Every morning...
On Sunday we watched the Xbox showcase and there were very few things that looked good also. The Doublefine game looked good and so did the Moomin one. My brother is mainly excited for the Expanse RPG that will be out way in the future. Honestly it does look fucking amazing.
That's about all for this week. I didn't pick out a good quiz but hopefully I'll have one next week. I made a summer bucket list on my Dreamwidth otherwise. It has about 30 things I want to try or do this summer. With my usual ambitions, wish me a lot of luck cuz chances are I won't get even 10 done.
Song of the week Youth Overrided by Cave In. This is a rec from Alice (along with a mix with many excellent tracks). I have actually listened to Cave In before but as usual even when I like a few songs I don't listen to the entire album! Luckily Alice rescued me and now I'm able to enjoy Antenna wholly as I should.
I'm finally back to classes starting Monday. Was pleasantly surprised that when I got on the bus that replaces the trains since the lines are still down, that it was free! They don't charge you while the trains aren't going I guess. Sweet deal. And fair.
I texted everyone I forgot to text back while I was hanging out in the park. Found out that the butt statues actually symbolize friendship and connection to the place. It represents a group of brothers that loved to climb mountains. Were they totally naked when doing it? Who knows.
Water tower right in the center. Interesting...
The class went pretty well though I did the thing during a writing exercise where I rushed it so bad I made baby mistakes that I wouldn't have made if I just slowed down. I ain't ever gonna learn from the past, that shit is beyond me. I stayed later because the bus back wasn't at the usual time. It was free on the way back too! Woohoo!
At home I responded to emails and planned out the rest of my week in my planner. I've been better about using it recently, insert Obama awarding himself a medal meme here. But honestly I do fucking love a planner and I'm already excited for my new one that I'm going to have to get in August cuz this one will be finished. Maybe I'll make those annoying but strangely addicting plan with me type things but in blog form.
Listened to a bunch of Farside and Gameface in the evening. I had a few lose tracks of Farside in my playlist for some time but I finally gave them the time they deserve. They rock, man! And so does Gameface, listen to Every Last Time right now.
Tuesday morning I went to the dentist. I've been having a lot of problems with my teeth because I haven't gone to the dentist much because I was so broke. You really need to go every year even if you brush well and do all that, especially if you have issues like I do, my gums bleed from even gentle contact and my last filling just fell out one day, it was awful. Luckily, I have total coverage in France. Yeah, 100% free dental care included which is wild. I have such insane respect for everyone involved in supporting policies like these that allow people with low income to be totally covered. By the way, even if you make the big bucks in France, up to 70% of you healthcare is still state-covered.
Anyway I was having pain in the same place where the filling fell out so the dentist said she'd have to take it out and start over. She gave me three more appointments and considering each costs like 50-100 euro on average I was just so grateful that I don't live in America. I don't know how you guys who are from the States do it, or how you can stand it. Well, a lot of people can't and no one should. Money has no place in healthcare.
I took a short detour home and then I took the bus and left for class. I forgot my e-reader so I listened to an episode of Listen to Sassy. I probably looked deranged, because I burst out laughing a couple of times. During class I took a mock B1 exam, my teacher, Madame Mahmoudi says she wants to see how far along I am in B1. Well, I did it in about two hours and then she graded it and she said that I passed very well (I think I got 22/25 points). It's the same thing were she was praising me and I just looked at her awkwardly because I can't find it in myself to believe her. She's an excellent teacher and so was my previous teacher, Hassane, so it's not that they haven't taught me or anything. I just struggle so bad with forming even the most basic phrases when talking that I feel like I'm borderline a beginner...
I took the bus back, my mood was good because I still felt pretty good about what Madame Mahmoudi said about my written task. At home I realized that the phone that was repaired was missing the SIM slot, I was worried for a sec but then realized I can just order one, so I did that. I'm finally going to have my Xiaomi back which is pretty good because it's a great smartphone and I can do bank shit on it. Plus my previous phone, it was bendy LG, lasted me about 7 years. I want this one to go to 10, I'm already half way there. I really don't get people who change their phones every year or two. If your phone breaks in the time then I totally get it, but getting a new phone just cause? I don't get it.
On Wednesday we went to Tom's house, he picked out a game for us to play. It was Eternal Sonata, I've only heard of it but never played it. It was really fun but Tom kept faux-raging at my brother for accidentally using up all the items. See, we were an Xbox (the 360 specifically) family so we don't understand these Playstation controllers, man! There's like shapes and shit... I'm actually so full of shit because both me and my brother spent our childhood playing on the PSP. Anyway Tom played as both Beat and Polka and I played as Frederic and Mo played as Allegretto.
Piu Grave!!!
Thursday and Friday classes were cancelled on account of holidays. May is the best. I kind of wasted Thursday and didn't get much done. On Friday I went to the bank and the lady I was supposed to meet up with wasn't even in! Who does that? I went to do my little janitorial part-time. One of our friends came over to remove a radiator because something really exciting is happening in our house next week.
Saturday was the last day of the month, I like to do some preparations for the next month on the last few days but I totally was not organized enough to do it this time. I was busy clearing the third floor and mopping it as much as we could. It's kind of a storage area at the moment though we'll have to be really moving stuff around soon. We did finish watching Attack of The Clones again, it has me wanting to rewatch the Clone Wars series. I love that shit. We also watched Mickey 17 and it was kind of a letdown.
On Sunday I finished my Style Savvy quiz for my site. I also made burritos which was pretty lucky considering we had all the ingredients at home. Mo and mum were very happy about it because they came back from painting our new staircase (all about it next week) at a friend's workshop. We watched Nope, it was alright. Anyway, this week's quiz:
Here, take it!
Same shtick. Count your a's, b's, and c's and tell me what you've got the most of. I have answers to all your most important questions! As long as they are related to very superficial but fun things like outfits, make up, and pop culture (also I just have answers, not necessarily the right answers, please don't sue me).
Before I forget, I'm also doing a small feature about a site I enjoyed during the week. It can be something active or archived. This week I would like to introduce you to the leftovers of gurl.com, active from 1996 all the way to 2018! It was a teen girl advice site that offered website hosting (gurlpages.com) and a mail client (gurlmail). It was pretty unconventional for it's time and not perfect but trying to make a novel space for girls online, which I respect.
Just gurl stuff.
As mentioned earlier, Gameface is fucking awesome. So please listen to My Star. Optionally, watch the most 1999 music video of all time that comes with it.
You ever get a weird omen-like feeling just before something you really like comes to bite you in the ass? Well... I love rain, I love storms, I love all that water shit. It was storming like crazy on Monday. I mean, horizontal rain. It was brewing and bursting, pouring all over the place. It's been rainy a few days earlier so I didn't mind it. In fact, I reveled in it. I sat on my mattress that's right next to the balcony door and enjoyed the total shit show that was happening outside. Until I felt dripping on my head. Woah, the whole 4D experience! Not! Our goddamn roof leaked so bad that it leaked through the floor and into our bedroom which is on the second floor. I mean serious dripping. The ceiling which me and mum worked on super hard is totally screwed!
Next thing I know is me and Mo are running up and down to and from the attic putting down every container like object we own in a very stupid game of whack-a-mole until at last the dripping was contained. Still, the plaster was already a goner and I had to sit near a bunch of pots and wait out the leak. And I did. Finny 1, nature 0. Try harder!
I also got a special letter today that came with a CD and I have been enjoying it a lot (when I wasn't saving the CD player from that goddamn leak!). I watched All or Nothing. I'm continuing to try and see everything Mike Leigh because he's just an amazing director. Ever since I saw Happy Go Lucky I have been wow'ed. Amazed, caught totally off-guard. I also organized my closet finally, that place has been a mess.
I ended up skipping Tuesday's class because the entire train line was closed. That's right, the rain fucked up the train. Nature 1, train 0. Try harder, damn you! Noel came by with Monique and another guy who would look at our house and see what can be fixed with some of those sweet, sweet government grants. France, like any European country, can be a capitalist nightmare. But it also has some amazing programs, such as the one we're trying to get on. If we're lucky they can help us install new windows and change the insulation of the top floor for free or for very little money. We just can't pay for it ourselves unless we save for a while and we really can't survive another rain storm with holes in our roof.
While the guy was busy measuring everything, Mo, me and Marta hung out and played Uno. Then she played PUBG on her phone and I played some Style Savvy and I have no idea what Mo was doing. Watching something probably. I also made everyone vote in the Sanrio character poll thing. I picked Adorozatorumary because she's just so cute. I love Chococat and Charmmy Kitty a lot too.
What a queen.
Wednesday was spent at home, I was still really deep in the quiz book mania of last week. I managed to find one that I bought on Scholastic ages ago. On Thursday I had an appointment early in the morning and as I was about to head to class I found out that the trains were still down and I couldn't find where the replacement buses were so I stayed home. I really enjoyed Marcika's video on MP3 players, I have been wanting one for ages but I can't find one that would be good for my massive library and is also affordable. Wasted a bunch of time finding those clue things on Letterboxd for the new Wes Anderson movie. I have not been feeling his stuff ever since Isle of Dogs so I wasn't even excited for this one. I probably won't even go see it in the cinema, but maybe I will. Otherwise I watched Sunshine Cleaning on my own and in the evening we all sat down to finish the Raimi Spiderman trilogy and watched Spiderman 3.
On Friday I was working on a fanlisting of my favourite cartoon of all time, Motorcity. In the evening me, Mo, and Marta watched the Andrew Garfield Spiderman. After, we had a lot of fun after the movie, fucking around with filters. Here are some horrific things we have created:
Not the police!!
Um???
Bee Movie.
Chads.
We sent this to my mum.
Saturday, I was really thinking about the summer and it made me want to make a bucket list and maybe use my Dreamwidth blog to log all that. We watched Last Action Hero with Mo and I finally posted my fanlisting. I also wanted to check out some early films that Callum Keith Rennie was in. I usually do that with actors and actresses I really like. Honestly, his first two films, Purple Toast and Valentine's Day don't look like they're good at all but it's pretty awful that they haven't been archived anywhere.
Sunday was awesome because a big brocante was in town (flea market). I picked up a super cute Rip Curl bag and a notebook with Tinkerbell. There was a pretty cute top one lady was selling but I wasn't happy with the price so I just let it go. I really don't like spending more than 5 euro on an item unless it's really nice and still in a good state or if it's something bigger like furniture.
Quiz! Quiz! Quiz!
I have another quiz for you. Tell me if you've got mostly As, Bs, Cs, or Ds by commenting on this post and I'll tell you what decade you belong in (at least according to CosmoGirl)!
This week I've been obsessed with the entire 翅膀 album by破碎. There are so many good tracks but my highlight is 瞬间. Give it a listen.
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