Yesterday some crazy shit went down.

So first I had to get my lazy ass up at the crack of dawn (6:30), eat breakfast with the family and then take the long car ride to school. I actually had class first thing in the morning, and then french, english, and then lunch. At lunch I ate at school, and then me and two friends walked to the city, where we met our other classmates / friends. But.. I wasnt in a good mood so I went in this three story sports store building, and just cruised around.

After all my classes, I went back to the city with one of my friends, and we scrounged for change and bought some chips and an orangina. She didnt tell me this until like two minutes before we were heading back to school, that we werent really heading back at all, but meeting up with her ex. I was soo like wtf...then he showed up, we walked aroud, and then I ditched trying to find my way back to school, and almost got lost. Haha.

I got back to school which was around four o'clock, and sat down at a table. There was this really hot guy sitting at the table in front of me...he must have knew I wanted to talk to him, so he turned around and said ¨Whats your nationality?¨In english, and then I was like...american. And hes like ¨ah¨. A few minutes later he turned around again and then started speaking in french to me...confirming that I was a Premiere L, type of student I am, meaning im a junior and that I take language type classes and shit. And then he asked me if it was difficult and crap.. but I never got his name. Thats my mission for today, if im not a freakin chicken.

As I was sitting at the table alone, some of Ceciles friends came over and started chatting with me. I only really know two of guys that sat down, Emilien and Yohann. Later Cecile finished with her class and came to wait with us until her dad came to pick us up. I pulled some changed out of my pocket and bummed ten cents from a kid, and went to buy a cup of hot chocolate from this machine across the room (im actually an addict, drink about three a day, they are sooo good and cheap.) As I was walking back to the table, I stopped to talk to Emilien who was looking at soome papers stapled to the wall. We turned around and walked towards the table and he knocked my hand and I dropped the cup all over the floor, and on Emilien. It was pretty hilarious. Except for the part whereI had to clean it up, and Cecile or Emilien wouldnt help me.

After school I had soccer practice which is normally pretty fun, the girls are super nice. But as I was running and shit, I sorta pulled my hamstring..again. But its not like pulled pulled, just pulled, if that means anything. But It gets me out of soccer for a while, and I can just chill...Till the next episode.

Look Lyuda, I started a blogger...