I just bought my ticket home.
I leave Paris on July 17th and return home some fourteen hours later.
Without a doubt, this is the saddest day of my life in a long time.
I don’t want to leave.
The letter from the 6 year old I recieved…
Wait, what? You received a six year old? I’M SO CONFUSED!
“A bird dropping a firecracker on you is only slightly more assholish than a bird taking a shit on you.”
(More Fourth of July fun!)
“I don’t even know how the hell Kong turned the Empire State Building into a rocket that could fly over the Statue of Liberty but goddamn, somebody needs to put that in a movie!”
Some of this commentary is great.
(The Underappreciated Art of Firecracker Labels)
Happy Fourth of July!
“ L’absence ni le temps ne sont rien quand on aime. ”
Alfred De Musset, dans Poésies Nouvelles
Guess who has four fourth row tickets to Kings of Leon in Kansas City?
This guy!How can France consider itself a First World Country if it doesn't have air conditioning?
Seriously, I’m dying over here.
About me
I'm a 21 year old student in Missouri. I freak out a lot about life. I find a lot of things hilarious, whether they're supposed to be or not. This is my sorry attempt at trying to preoccupy myself with inane things in life.
Everything I say should probably be taken with a grain of salt.
Feel free to send me an email at boredintheburbs1@gmail.com
