I know what you’re thinking… Aren’t you, like, home or something? Yes, fine, Lucy is not in Paris…but the blog lives on.
Let me use the Kübler-Ross model to explain the stages of grief that I’ve been experiencing since my return…
1. Denial: This is NOT my permanent residence! I am NOT changing the name of my blog!
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And your host mom asks if you were with a boy, you’re like…
And then you look at your host sister like…
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And you’re alone at the table like, okay…
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When you see the metro doors closing, you’re like…
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First you’re like…
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I’ve always felt like I could relate to Buddy the Elf.
My idea of a perfect date…
À la Sorbonne, where the other students are all a. 17 years old, and b. Parisian, i.e. 1/2 my size.
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It’s the most wonderful time of the year!
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VDM is the French version of FML.
It stands for Vie de Merde, and the site contains vos histoires de la vie quotidienne (your everyday life stories). Their slogan is “Ma vie c’est de la merde, et je vous emmerde,” which kind of means “My life is sh*t, and I don’t give a f*ck.” This isn’t a direct translation. Technically it means “My life, it’s of sh*t, and I f*ck you,” but somehow I don’t think that’s exactly what the French are trying to say. Either way, it’s a little more harsh than FML’s subtitle, which is “Get the guts to spill the beans.”
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Should small children be allowed in formal settings or not…it’s one of those controversial social topics, much like gay marriage or the sanctity of life. Normally I consider myself pretty liberal in these areas (healthcare for all! let them get married!), but this is where I draw the line: do not bring a screaming infant into a fancy restaurant!
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I’d like to start off with a question: What is the limit to the number of times you can accurately answer a question with a quote from Mean Girls?
If you didn’t immediately shout, “The limit does not exist!” well…YOU CAN’T SIT WITH US!!!!
If there’s ever an awkward silence, you can usually look to Tina Fey for guidance.
It can be used to explain cultural phenomena.
Also, Mean Girls and politics go together like PB and J gin and tonic!
Even Walt Disney knew joining the mathletes was social suicide…
In France, Mean Girls is called Lolita Malgré Moi. I know, right? So weird.
Like, how do you say, “Trang Pak is a grotsky little byotch” en Français?
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As Blog is My Witness 