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I went to India [Dec. 22nd, 2015|05:51 pm]
It was great, but it took me a while to realize just HOW MUCH they were raising the prices on us.
I expected 30-50% like in Turkey, not 400%! lol
Then, once I figured it out, I spent the whole time arguing with people to lower their prices.
Even for water! Friggin water!
Anyhow yeah, general rule is to tell them you'll pay 1/5 the price they ask for, and then "negotiate" up to 1/4 the price, even if the price is marked on the item and it says "no negotiating" on the walls.

Other than that, India is fabulous. I'd love to go back!
The people who aren't out for your money are so nice and the food is wonderful and the culture is really different from anything I've ever seen and...*sigh*
Yeah it's dirty in some parts of Delhi.
There's also a bunch of poverty but well, I dunno. I guess I'm mean. It didn't bother me.
Maybe that has something to do with the fact that the Indian economy is one of the fastest growing and they've taken my job, my father's job (twice), and my friend's jobs.
They'll be alright in a few decades. Plus I help CATS. Can't help everyone.

The funniest part of the trip was the burping man though, by far.
We stayed in a 8 bed hostel room for a while. Two of the other guests were really fun, but the others who came and went were not savory lol
First there was the crazy lying lady who smelled like vomit and wouldn't let us open the doors or windows to get rid of her puke smell XD
I think she was some kind of eastern european.

Then there was the burping man.
A couple hours before bedtime a family came in to the hostel - mom, dad, 2 boys, and a girl.
The girl and mom got their own room for decency's sake, and the 3 remaining dudes took the 3 beds left in our room.
The father said nothing the entire time.
He just burped and made weird noises.
I'm not even talking weird dad noises - more like hacking noises, donkey noises, dinosaur noises? I dunno. It was bizarre man.
Then he woke us up at 7 or 8 in the morning chanting in the shower.
We parlayed a bit and decided to let him keep chanting because it was an improvement compared to before XDD

Also I went to Kamir's, best place in Delhi for traditional Indian food.
It's also a hole in the wall in the Old Town for about 2€ a meal.
The fan blew chopped up pieces of bugs onto my plate XD
But really, it's worth it.

Other than that, my friend's marriage was beautiful...I really, really want to go back to see the South, Est, West, and Center of India some day.
Some day....*sigh*
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worms worms worms [Nov. 19th, 2015|05:34 pm]
Well, my self confidence is shot.
The only thing that makes this ok is I don't care much for that stuff anyway.

None of my friends were shot.
For this I am thankfull.
Less than a dozen people tried to contact me to see if I was ok.
How many of my friends who didn't get shot are really my friends?

No one wants to do anything anymore cause they're afraid of going outside.
What's the point of valuing your life if you're too afraid to LIVE?
I'm tempted to get back in contact with someone I shouldn't talk to anymore...
At least they don't let things like this stop them from living.
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Coin Locker Babies [Oct. 2nd, 2015|04:11 pm]
Hm...2 months this time.
I went to Turkey with Hanachan, and then came back and wanted to tell Hanachan, and ONLY Hanachan, all about Turkey.
Except he'd been there with me already so that was kind of frustrating lol
It's ok though because I'm going to India for a marriage in December, and I'll be able to tell him (you) all about that.
It's ok - I know you're the only one who has even a chance of reading my defunct Eljay lol

I started reading Coin Locker Babies.
It's not a feel good book, with all of its messed up characters and inexplicable, meaningless death and violence, but...I like it.
I RELATE to it much more than I would another stupid self discovery story or a romance or some other sucky "literature" like that.

The sky has been very blue this week.
It has a strange effect of making everything that stands against it - buildings, trees, people - look like paper cut-outs from a 2D world that don't really exist.
I like this.
Current theory is that we are all 3D projections from a 2D horizon.
I don't know if I believe it or not, but it's ok because it is science, and science is only right until someone proves it wrong.
They do, always, prove it wrong eventually.
Anthropology had the right idea in declaring itself not a science.
Now science just needs to have the right idea and declare itself an Anthropology.

I personally think humans are incapable of understanding anything about who we are or where we are.
I think I know WHY we are...the answer is "for no particular reason".
My favorite theory is that a group of college students had to do a project together, and 3 of them did nothing while the 4th did the best he could in the last week before the deadline and scraped a C out by creating our universe.

Surprisingly, most people have a hard time accepting this theory.
They need meaning or whatever. Well, wtvr.
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No, you know what, stuff did happen. [Aug. 5th, 2015|05:49 pm]
I would have things to write, or rather, I would have had things to write years ago.
This past month has been really hard for me.
But I don't even want to think about it enough to write it out.
At this point I can honestly say that I don't care anymore.
And in the whole of things, everything that happened was nothing.

The real problem is that now I have a black hole in me that I need to fill up with something.
Trying to find that something is the hard part, and that's what hurts.
I go to the pool every other day, do yoga again, hang out with my friends, and read a lot but it's not enough.

Maybe I'll take up singing lessons.
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Huh, again hm. [Jul. 27th, 2015|07:43 pm]
I still have nothing to say after another month has gone by.

My friend was complaining that men are cowards who are afraid to take risks in relationships.
I told her I think they just don't care enough to take risks.

Not that women are all that different though I imagine.

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2 Months? [Jun. 14th, 2015|11:42 pm]
Woah, it's been almost 2 months since my last post.
Mom came and left, we went to Italy, and it was woderful aside from the lack of CAT.
But that's good in the end, because that means there isn't a problem with strays.
I saw 2 cats and both were evidently owned.
One was named Pierre; he was grumpy. It must be the name.

The problem with mom coming though is that it makes me a little homesick...
It's been over 4 years that I'm in France, in the same flat, and yet still at least once a week I wake up completely disoriented and have no idea where I am.
My brain goes, "dude, where is this? This isn't home."
I also have dreams about Boston.

Guess I'm a true Yankee at heart lol
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Old People and Technology [Apr. 23rd, 2015|06:05 pm]
My Aunt (well technically my grandfather's first wife? I think?) asked me to be facebook friends.
I think she's old and lonely so I said yes...
WHY do old people insist on posting inspirational quotes and giant joke pics and stuff on your timeline?

I dunno how closely she follows my feed so I'm worried I'll hurt her feelings if I hide them.

My friend's got it worse though apparently.
His mom uses up most of his phone memory daily sending him that stuff.
At least in my case it's just facebook and facebook is crap anyway lol
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生きてる [Apr. 7th, 2015|11:57 pm]
I'm a year older. As a kid I always figured I'd be dead by now.

I am not dead btw, not as far as I know at any rate.


My brother gave me a card that said Happy Birthday dad Faith.
My mom sent me a....thing? I think you're supposed to put it over light switches?
I dunno what it is but it's a typical mom gift lol
The two of them are fabulously oddball and I miss them.

Other than that I was talking to someone on communicator today and after like, 5 minutes, I realized his name was not very French.
So I asked him and it turns out he was American.
We had needlessly been writing in French. ARGH.

I don't have much to write because I don't think anyone reads this, and even if they did nothing much is going on in my life atm except KITTIES.

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Gettin Really Tired of this #%*$ [Mar. 5th, 2015|05:24 pm]
Random update. I thought I had gained weight cause my coat was tighter.
Turns out my boobs just grew AGAIN and the rest of me actually got thinner.
They're too big now. It's gross.
The weight loss is probably because I've had almost zero appetite for the past couple weeks.
I have no idea why this is and the lack of appetite and surplus of boobage is worrying me a little.
But I don't like going to see doctors. I'm not going to the doctor.
I don't think it's cancer...

I'm definitely allergic to cats a little.
I will see the doctor for that and give myself injections every hour for the rest of my life if necessary,
but I aint giving up the mimminanz.

Other than that I'm almost done with Atlas Shrugged and it's a little extreme but I really like it.
The story, the meaning, everything.
Sadly it's making me rethink my work and my life again and my discontent has shifted ever so slightly.
Same discontent, different way of seeing it. Thank goodness I have my cats lol
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結婚ってそういうことだったのか? [Feb. 10th, 2015|06:52 pm]
My friend is getting married on Saturday. He's 27.
I've had Michan for longer than they've been dating.

I found out he was getting engaged in January because he mentioned he was going back to Algeria and I asked why.
He was like, "Oh, for my engagement," like it was the most natural thing in the world.
He forgot to tell us all :P
Being curious, I asked him how he proposed (I couldn't imagine him proposing), and I guess his girlfriend asked if they would get married some day and he said yeah probably.
Then he bought her a ring and that was that.

Well, to make a short story shorter, I received a wedding invitation via facebook last week.
We're all rushing to figure out what to get them, and when I asked him what they wanted and he said "meh. Nothing."

Ever since the finacée moved in with him he doesn't do anything anymore.
Like, he never did anything. But now he does even more of nothing than before XD

And now that the wedding is in a few days he's not excited or happy or anything other than like he always is.
We both decided he's probably nervous. Only him being nervous never manifests in anything visible.
It ends up as stomach problems.


I dunno. I though there was, like, um. Some sort of excitement to it?
Happiness, perhaps, at finding your best friend and sharing your life when them?
Or having someone to do new and fun stuff with. New fun stuff not meaning "nothing" stuff.

Maybe I don't have to feel like I'm missing out on some great part of human existence after all XD
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