afraid of everyone - the National
skinny love - bon iver
I feel like crying. I just sent my degree at the Sorbonne, the one I had yesterday at the very, very solemn graduation as in America except that instead of small caps where people were dressed very, very, very chic yet worse than a marriage, except me obviously but I wore it was still a pretty black dress French Connection. unconnected with any particularly strong person in my class I probably never see them again unless I stumble across what might still strong but it's reaching all the same weird. I saw my notes, I have a point lower in English than in French, I never had as high a note in English that made me happy too. I'm not even gone to the prom night, I am cut off from the world one last time, I promise that next year I will make an effort. amsterdam was good, although we were a bit lazy and we spent the evening at home because we had no desire to go out because the heat was overwhelming What actually. my love for amsterdam did not move, I dream to live there for at least a year, it's so kind of town where I feel good, everything is beautiful in Amsterdam, everything is like love, everyone speaks English, is full of people who look interesting, the architecture is fabulous and it's open-mindedness. we stayed back in j. I admire a bit of lifestyle and home as I do not know how old he is but he is not young, and is home e. who studied philosophy and I think I can tell you it's cool their homes. I discovered my new store preferred the world over there, it's called The American Book Center and it's super great and I easily spend two hours a day if I lived nearby. I offered myself eating animals by Jonathan Safran Foer as year-end gift wrapped and all, but I have not opened yet I have to finish the memoirs of a Dutiful Daughter by Simone de Beauvoir first. we fell in a book market also where I found books by Evelyn Waugh but not Black mischief that I read since I read a passage over the shoulder of a guy in a London subway . Day game against brazil netherlands there was paraded through streets deserted except the terraces of cafes that were making big orange and tasks that were too noisy, especially at the end of the match was pretty impressive. apart from that I enjoyed the picnic in the port of amsterdam (are sailors who sing), the girls all have very thin legs, and I bought a yellow swatch and a strapless gown flapping. and I want to leave here as soon as possible. good night.
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