Why am I here? Am I merely running away from growing-up? What is a grown-up anyway?
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"...his attention had been strained and his eyes dazzled, and he had sat down with an aesthetic headache." -A description of the Louvre from Henry James' "The American."
Life. Dirt. Escargots.
Why blame France?
People blame France for a lot of things: stinky cheese, berets and Gerard Dapardieu. I blame France for my life as I know it.
Franceland Timeline:
1st time in Franceland (2004): Turned into a French major.
2nd time (2006): Ended my first and very long term relationship. Also decided to take Arabic, focus on African migration and become a ballroom dancer.
3rd time ( New Years 2007): Bad decisions all around.
4th time (Sept. 2007): Arrived in France as an English teaching assistant an Ile de France high school.
Since that time, I've lived with a squatter, got accepted into grad school and decided to move to Australia.
When my mother asks "why," I always blame France.
Franceland Timeline:
1st time in Franceland (2004): Turned into a French major.
2nd time (2006): Ended my first and very long term relationship. Also decided to take Arabic, focus on African migration and become a ballroom dancer.
3rd time ( New Years 2007): Bad decisions all around.
4th time (Sept. 2007): Arrived in France as an English teaching assistant an Ile de France high school.
Since that time, I've lived with a squatter, got accepted into grad school and decided to move to Australia.
When my mother asks "why," I always blame France.
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"...his attention had been strained and his eyes dazzled, and he had sat down with an aesthetic headache." -A description of the Louvre from Henry James' "The American."
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