Ugh I'm barely on :(
But I've been super busy lately!
In June I'll be leaving for Paris!!!!
YAY YAY YAY YAY FINALLY!!!! I've been looking forward to this
for SOOOO long!!
And omg I really can't sleep right now :( Looks like an other
sleepless night yay
1) Run away to Brooklyn.
Rent an apartment with a claw footed bathtub. Commute to
Manhattan during the week and put in hours at a menial publishing
job. Drive home to New Jersey on weekends to swim in the pool and
cry to your mother. Smoke Gauloises on the fire escape. Let
yellowing issues of Rolling Stone and Vogue pile into a
protective fortress around your bed. Listen to Cat Power. Fall
asleep mostly naked beneath the duvet watching SportsCenter and
drinking earl grey. Date a Yankees fan and kiss his hands on the
4 Train into the Bronx.
2) Run away to Barcelona. Eat milk chocolate
magnum bars and drink cheap champagne. Burst into charming fits
of laughter whenever you get embarrassed about butchering the
Catalan language. Wear denim cutoffs, Dr. Pepper chapstick, and
very little else. Go dancing at 3 a.m. Whiten your teeth. Tan
your shoulders. Braid feathers into your hair. Perpetually wake
up with sand caught in the thin cotton sheets of your tiny bed.
Listen to the Rolling Stones and kiss all the longhaired boys you
can get your hands on without ever having to apologize.
3) Run away to Los Angeles. Sublet a studio in
Venice three blocks from the beach. Listen to top 40 radio. Go to
Chateau Marmont and charge drinks you can't afford to a
long-dormant credit card. Sleep with the television actor who
lives in the valley. Sleep with a musician who lives in Bel Air.
Break things off with both of them when gas prices begin to rise.
Find Gilda Radner's star on the Walk Of Fame and swallow a
sob when you see the filthy cement around her name is cracked.
Walk through the Venice Canals until the sun sets and you forget
your own name. Call your mother crying from the parking lot of a
24-hour Ralph's supermarket. Tell her you want to come
home.
4) Run away to Paris. Gaze at the pink and
pistachio glow of macarons in the window on Boulevard
Saint-Germain. Listen to Joni Mitchell. Meet and Argentinean man
in the Latin Quarter for drinks. Melt into his accent and kiss
him goodnight, but return to your apartment alone because his
face doesn't look enough like the man you are trying to
forget. Get lost in the Richelieu Wing of the Louvre, admiring
Napoleon's fine red damask. Walk alone along the Seine in an
old dress, ten-dollar shoes, and an Hermes scarf. Fumble with the
locks on the fence overlooking the river. They all have
lovers' names etched into them and the girl who left the red
heart-shaped lock has the same name as you.
5) Run away to Martha's Vineyard. Write
heartbroken stories during the day in front of a large fan that
blows curls of humid hair across your tired face. Take a waitress
job at The Black Dog at night and try hard not to drop too many
trays. Learn to ride a moped. Pretend you're a Kennedy.
Listen to Carly Simon. Eat hand-churned ice cream out of waffle
cones. Visit the flying horses and consider how many girls just
like you have sat on the same horse clutching for the same brass
ring. Get stoned and dance barefoot down the length of the eroded
Jaws beach. Date a Red Sox fan. Yell at each other during
baseball games, and then kiss and make up between tangled
sheets.
Mr. Dukette: I have just handed out
a poem. The goal forthe next two weeks is to commit
this poem to memory and then act it out for other classes. Now I
would like you all to read over it
Rayce: Yes! I don't have to marry anyone in this poem!
Mr. Dukette: Actually Rayce if you really wanted to, I could make
you be Paris and then Jake could be Helen.
Jake:Hey! I did not volunteer to be Rayce's love
interest.
Rayce: Well I didnt volunteer to marry Christine's cousin,
but look where that got me.
Jake: You volunteered to marry her.
Rayce: No. I was voluntold
Mr. Dukette: What is voluntold?
Me: It's when you are asked to do something but you don't
actually have a choice.
Rayce:Exactly!
ME AND MY SISTER HAVE BEEN SAVING FOR ABOUT 6 YEARS SINCE WE WERE
10, IT WAS A DREAM AT FIRST BUT WE FINALLY SAVED ENOUGH MONEY FOR
THE TWO OF US TO GO TO PARIS! YAY IM SO FREAKING EXCITED!