:: friday ::

ok, some of these kids dont know how to hold their drinks, because they were going bonkers friday night. we hit a club and they were getting into so much trouble dancin on tables and shit. but it was bomb, we stayed till 5 in the morning. the french guys, like i said, are really really sketchy. the other guys had to take care of us. the drinks here are so expensive here. i mean, even water is like 4 euros a bottle. insane... my host mom starves us too. like for dinner, she gives us a cabbage with vinegar, and if weàre lucky, sheàll give us some pudding or something. i dunno what people are on when they rave about french food. anyway, yeah that was friday. i smelled like SHIT when i got home though. urgh.


::saturday::

i went to monaco with a few friends, and it was BOMB. oh my god, itàs so gorgeous. when i get married and retire at 25, iàm gonna move to monaco. the tax is like 19% so they can keep the principality super clean. the whole place is like on top of a cliff looking out to the sea. oh my jesus. itàs beautiful. then we went to monte carlo and i gambled 3 euros but i lost it all. i hate gambling now. grr... ha, but it was beautiful. and dayammm all the cars in monte carlo are decked out. we saw ferrarris lambourginiàs bentleys and all this stuff. it was sweett. and then we went back to nice to club some more.

::sunday::

ok..so i brought some sunblock lotion, but it was like spf 20 or something, so i put some on and laid out in the sun with everyone, and in like an hour i went to rinse off in the shower and my back was so redd!!!!! it was like the color of a tomato. my goodness. and at the beaches here, they have pebbles instead of sand, so it hurts if you dont have a thick towel. anyway, the beach itself is beautiful. i wish it werent so hot. but the people from brazil and puerto rico tell me that itàs a lot more humid in their hometowns, so i guess itàs just LA weather that i crave.

::today::

so when i woke up my feet were hurting like mad, so i took a look at them and they were RAW. like bright pink raw, and i had these huge blisters from walking 8 km a day. so i had to go to the pharmacy to get something for my feet, but i didnt know any french so i just showed him my feet and the pharmacist FREAKED out. hahah it was so funny. he said something really fast in french and cringed his nose and told me to hurry up and put my sock back on. he gave me some foot bandage or something but it doesnt work so well. oh well.


::homesick::

even though iàm having a kickass time here, i really miss home. iàve never been this homesick before, even when i went to israel two years ago. my parents sent me here so i could get away from all the shit in LA and relax and relieve some stress, but even here itàs hard. i really think itàs the weather. i cant stand the humidity. eesh. i hope i make the best out of the next two weeks.

ok i am off to study hard and party harder. my friend from holland said the funniest thing yesterday when he was plastered. i yawned and heàs like "oh iris. did you know that when you yawn, you have 1/8 of an orgasm? its only 7/8 away from the real deal." good to know.