January 2012
2 posts
Wanderlust.
Heading to Italy for the weekend with the fool. The move my body is aching for is bigger though. Keep the eye on the money…
“Te amé desde antes y hasta siempre.”
December 2011
4 posts
One year.
3 continents.
11 countries.
24 cities.
Wow. 2011, you were great to me.
Nicaragua has been great. My relationship with my parents is stable right now. Christmas was nice and chill. Friends have been abundant, best friend time has, as always, been exactly what I needed.
Except tonight, after a great time at the beach and then at a bar terrace, each with a different yet amazing set of friends,...
“Nothing of me is original. I am the combined effort of everybody that I’ve...”
– Chuck Palahniuk
“Oh, there is something there, waiting for me. Perhaps someday the revelation...”
– Sylvia Plath
Trying to make the best out of an unexpected extra two days in Lyon due to airport security personnel striking three days in a row….
November 2011
2 posts
Doing it in a Cathedral Belltower overlooking...
Check!
“Ne pleurez pas votre passé car il s’est enfui à jamais. Ne craignez pas votre...”
– I wish it were so easy…
October 2011
3 posts
I haven’t yet figured out how to deal with the feelings I have developed for Aurel. But they are definitely there.
Everything has flown by
I haven’t even had a second to breath. Less than a month spent in Nicaragua and I was barely able to sit down for a second. Best friends, friends, family, facebook chat sessions, going to the gym twice a day, learning to weight lift with a personal trainer….before I knew it I was back in France. To my boyfriend, my gay best friend, my old friends from uni.
Semester work has been...
August 2011
1 post
Last thursday at work and it couldn't be flying by...
Guillaume is mostly broken up with but still on call when I get back from Nica. Aurel is showing his baby side but because I’m not invested, I don’t mind it so much. Amazing lunch at L’epicerie with Tyler : tartine aux trois fromages avec poires, pate, salami, cornichos sur toast, pot de vin rose, cheesecake and capuccino. Possibly off for a run after work, and personal...
July 2011
9 posts
“No es lo que me pasa. Es en lo que me meto.”
Back to square one
Just when I thought things were starting to clear up, everything got muddled again, and I’m back to zero. Friday night began amazing. Gui picked me up at work, we had a drink. As usual, great banter, incredible sexual tension, easy, fun, natural. We drove to his parent’s house and sat through dinner with them and their American exchange student and it was quite pleasant. His dad is...
I had an amazing time with Gui last night. Sitting in the movies cuddling. Not caring that we got wet under the rain as we walked to a bar. Talking to him comes so easily. Kissing him comes so easily. Being close to him comes so easily. Everything with him is just easy and nice and makes me feel so happy. I haven’t felt that safe and happy with someone in a long time. Not since the very...
I can't keep up with my own social life.
Last weekend : Engagement party in Paris took up all of my time from the second I left work friday night until the second I fell asleep on sunday night.
Monday : Date night with my now official boyfriend. Couch sex, bed sex, standing up sex. Joint shower. He cooked. Fell asleep in his room cuddling. Not really a whole lot of sleeping went on.
Tuesday : Lunch with Gui, the guy...
I am such an attention whore.
And this is precisely why I am incapable of stopping the perfect storm that is forming right in front of my eyes. Last night, A., bf/flatmate, came into my room and spent a good 15-20 minutes cuddling me, holding me and caressing me and I loved it. Him splayed out on my bed and me leaving in his arms agaisnt his muscular chest, while chuckling non stop at his sense of humor, is something that I am...
I'm in need of an adventure in a brand new place.
Unfortunately time and money are preventing me from such a thing happening.
Lasted three days without swapping spit with someone else. Who has a friend who trains at A’s center. This might end very badly indeed but for now I’m along for the ride.
Bring it on, life.
Also, I need a camera. Badly.
Paris involved...
The most unabashedly gay nightclub I’ve experienced so far, complete with a chiseled, hung, masturbating, showering, completely 100000% naked male go go dancer on stage (which I apparently oogled at shamelessly), a downstairs sex room and male sex in the bathrooms ; a nearly broken ankle ; a shopping spree at Uniqlo ; and a new boyfriend that I’m not still convinced I...
Headed to Paris for the weekend
For Julie and W’s “fete de fiancailles,” or engagement party, if you will. My dress is tantalizing short, my heels deliciously pink and dangerously high. It’s almost 4 pm, time is flying today, my train leaves at 6.30 Ty and Rom will pick me up at the train station in Paris at 8.30, maybe with A in tow. I get to see all three sexy sexy men dress up in suits on saturday...
June 2011
10 posts
Bilan du weekend
-Friday : Dinner with Carmen and Mercedes who just left Lyon, boohoo.
-Saturday morning : 9 a.m. work out with A at his center, afternoon chilling
-Saturday afternoon : watch A play a tennis match at his club with Rom and Ty and weird angry opponent. A loses, so it’s courses time at Carrefour.
-Saturday night : Fajitas night! With Aurel, Ty, Rom, Cath, Megan. Then out...
“Nella tua casa, va tutto incluso nel prezzo, anche il quinquillino!!”
– Anto
Life can be sweet. At least it is right now.
Tons of travel time this year, tons of new friends, a new job with a new project, a kickass GPA, an amazing new flat with FIT flatmate, and home in August for best friend time and getting spoiled time and driving time.
I could not ask for more right now.
Well, money. But that is beside the point!
Advice of the day:
Don’t move in with two straight, hot, foreign guys if you’re an attractive female. Or at least, don’t go out drinking with them.
“C’est qui qui m’a chauffe’ sans arret hier soir?!”
– hehe. woops. Shit. I need to start being more responsible. I can’t believe I still have to lecture myself on this.
Since Oliv himself had a girl back at the flat, the chemistry didn’t change at all. I love the feel of sheer muscle and man torso on top of my body. Kind of sad I probably won’t get to sleep with him again until next week.
I still can’t bring myself to make the first move because I want him to feel comfortable, but boy am I glad he asked me to spend the night with him last...
Digging the banter with hot flatmate
It will be interesting to see how the chemistry changes once Oliv, who has been away this sex-filled weekend, comes back today. Ah, shame, I was definitely digging having the flat just for us two and being able to screw agaisnt the cupboard door!
A : Ne montre pas tes bleus sinon on va croire que tu es une femme battue ;)
Me: LOL tu m'etonnes. Nan mais avec toi c'est dangereux!
A : lol. C'est toi qui veut ca nan? ;)
Me : J'ai pas eu l'impression que ca te derange haha
A : lol. Bah nan. Mais j'ai jamais dit le contraire MOI
“I will remember the kisses
our lips raw with love
and how you gave me...”
– Charles Bukowski, Raw With Love (via fuckyeahbukowski). To K. You too will always have a special place in my heart.
I love her. She was my entire world for a few...
I´ve known you a little less than a month. Time does fly by. In so little time you have shown me something I didn´t think I had in me. Some kind of crazyness. I´ve never been impulsive in that way before…and I´ve never felt so alive (for a long, long, long time). Even though this kind of hurts (yeah, I could lie and say that it doesn´t, but…I want to be honest with you) I would not wish to be...
I fell in love with a girl for three weeks. And...
She is beautiful. Her voice, her accent, her curves, her lips. Her touch is soft and gentle. She makes me laugh and she made me fall head over heels in love with her for the entire time I was in Oslo and for the week she spent in Lyon. I wanted her, all of her. It was an amazing experience and I’m sorry that we can’t let it go on. But it’s for the best, I don’t want to hurt...
May 2011
1 post
Happy.
Very happy.
April 2011
3 posts
I’m still a bit scared to get back into a relationship. I think a small part of me is still reeling from the last one. And a very, very small part of me feels like maybe I’m not worthy.
I am loving 2011.
Once I got past the whole I-won’t-be-in-Oz-because-I-almost-died thing and decided to seize life by the balls, everything became amazing. Lyon 2, although boring as fuck, has done wonders for my GPA and given me te opportunity to travel. Peru with the family was, incredibly enough, a pretty good bonding experience with my parentals. Paris with Gali and David was an incredible weekend, and...
I discovered a soirée Slam today.
Sometimes life is just. damn. good.
March 2011
2 posts
Because the universe plots agaisnt all of us.
So obviously SOMETHING was bound to go wrong. I was either going to get the most amazing apartment ever OR my travel plans would have to be canceled over Lyon 2’s stupidity. Now that I didn’t get the apartment my ass had better be in Peru in three week’s time, otherwise, dammit universe, that would just be too mean, even for you.
To Recap
Done this year :
-Amsterdam
-Brussels
-Bruges
-Berlin
-Paris
To come :
-Amsterdam
-Newcastle/Durham
-Peru
In the works :
-South of Spain
-Paris
MASSIVELY EXCITED.
February 2011
5 posts
Ugh.
Why can’t I just let him go? We never even dated…
Wow.
It’s amazing who you can find if you have enough patience/stalking skills nowadays. Kind of scary, to be honest, especially considering I didn’t even have the right name to begin with…
It’s been confirmed though. Once you go British Army, you can never go back!
The experiences I have gained in Europe are invaluable and I wouldn’t change them for the world. But every now and then, I wish I had received my higher education in the states…
BA boy, I love you. Where are you, lost soulmate? Now I can never go back.
Necesitamos conseguirte un telefono con celular!
January 2011
1 post
British Army Boy, where art thou?
September 2010
4 posts
Ouch.
Brett and his gf look amazingly happy together in her latest profile picture. I usually hate saying things like this, but I think I want that as well. I guess I was bound to be ready and to want it sooner or later after Petar.
Dear drunk chick taking the metro at 7 am
You are clearly coming back from what was obviously an absolutely epic night out. Your feet are disgusting, your make up is non existent (and what is still there did most definitely not stay in place), your hair is stringy, you reek of booze and cigarette smoke, and are definitely going to pay the price and suffer when you wake up.
How I wish I were you.
Wow. I had not been this productive in a single day in absolute aaages. I’m tired!
Brett is still a sore spot for me. Ouch. It’s weird to know he’s back in Lyon (or so I think) but not to be able to contact him at all.
Moving soon. Will be a nightmare.
August 2010
8 posts
Miercoles en la noche. Hoy fue mi despedida. No me siento como si me voy en menos de 48 horas. Hoy no me veo en Francia. No me veo devolviendome, no me veo viviendo ahi, no quiero irme. Quiero quedarme aqui, donde todo es seguro, donde se que puedo triunfar, donde se que nada malo me puede pasar. I don’t want to leave because it’s safe and sure. But I will leave, because I never pick...
Me : Oe, me arreglaron mis gavetas!!
Belin : Pues si, tu casa es magica!