I just can't stop losing control.

Need to:

 

Party.

Hopefully with Clément, Anna, her archi-friends & whoever wants to join.

Have killer heels.

Find life goals.

Meet English-speaking people to speak with.

Try and got to bed before 1:00 am every damned day.

Decide whether I want my fringe back or a new haircut.

 

Listening to: Kasabian - Vlad the Impaler

- Club Foot

- Empire

- Shoot the Runner

 

Dernières photos.

 

Eden Project, South Coast of Cornwall.

Eden Project est une sorte de parc écolo créé dans une ancienne carrière d'ardoise.

On peut se promener dans les allées longeant des plantations de toutes sortes, qui suivent le rythme des saisons.

Mais le plus intéressant, ce sont les serres géantes, ou biomes.

La plus grande reproduit un climat et un flore tropicaux. Il y fait 25°C et le taux d'humidité est de 90%. C'est irrespirable et magnifique.

La deuxième est dédiée au paysages méditerranéens. Steph y a reconnu son cher maquis corse.

 

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Picnic in the park. Elizabeth (or Lizzie) Garden, Salisbury.

 

 

Bye Bye Albion

Left the apartment on wednesday night.

Been at Martina's place since then. She's a friend of Marie. German teacher, teaching French and German at Godolphin (the Harry Potter-like girl school where Marie's been working for 2 years). She's in love. It's so cute...

 

S. left yesterday.

Tearless sobs of mine, both sad and happy feelings under the rain.

I just know I've never felt so alive or so myself ever, though.

Leaving France brought me so much. Unexpected pain. Unfathomable happiness, freedom, self-fulfillment.

Unexpected strong and deep friendship.

 

Marie is leaving for a school trip to France in 45 minutes. I will be gone when she comes back.

Tomorrow will be one long Steph and Marie-less day.

I'll be in France in exactly 2 days.

I will definitely miss speaking English.

 

Cornwall, Part I

 

2 very busy days in Cornwall

 

An awesome road trip with S. and M.

Part I: Sunny Sunday, Tintagel and Padstow

On the road before Tintagel, we stopped at a place where King Arthur was supposedly killed during a battle.

There was a lovely walk in the fields and the underwoods, amongst cows and sheep.

Hills, streams, bluebells.

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In Tintagel we visited the ruins of the castle where King Arthur is supposed to be born.

Simply breathtaking.

 

NB: Along the veyr tiny Cornish roads are thick stone walls covered with moss and a variety of plants.

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Padstow: Joli port de pêche ^^

There, Marie had a pigeon-caused accident. S. en rit encore, la vilaine.

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On the road to Newquay.

Arrival at the very, very unintentionnaly kitsch B&B.

To be continued...

I wish it could happen to me

The Velvet Underground - After Hours

 

1-2-3
If you close the door, the night could last forever
Keep the sunshine out and say hello to never
All the people are dancing and they're havin such fun
I wish it could happen to me
But if you close the door, I'd never have to see the day again.

If you close the door, the night could last forever,
Leave the wineglass out and drink a toast to never
Oh, someday I know someone will look into my eyes
And say "Hello - you're my very special one"
But if you close the door, I'd never have to see the day again.

Dark cloudy bars
Shiny Cadillac cars
And the people on subways and trains
Looking gray in the rain as they stand disarrayed
All the people look well in the dark
And if you close the door, the night could last forever.
Leave the sunshine out and say hello to never
All the people are dancing and they're having such fun
I wish it could happen to me
'Cause if you close the door, I'd never have to see the day again.
I'd never have to see the day again.
(once more)
I'd never have to see the day again.

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