I usually try and put a positive spin on things but after spending 7 months in the capital there are inevitably a few things which grate on the nerves. In any case I am living in Paris so it should be my perogative to complain about absolutely anything and everything. I ♥ Rien – Je suis Parisienne! I hate the way that supermarkets are closed on Sundays and the way that a coke costs more than the beer, I hate…
Well the essay was at last completed, thankfully not running into overtime with the final score resting at: Essay 1 : Emma 0 Number of hours of sleep accumulated in the last 48 hours: Appoximately 5 Number of meals that were not almost entirely pasta based: 1 All in all an uneventful start to the proceedings with little or no on-screen results, leaving all the action for the second half. A rushed effort around midnight just…
According to Tuenti it’s been 110 days since I last updated my status: “En Paris – nuevo trabajo, nuevo piso :)” Almost a third of a year has flown by and both the job and the flat no longer seem all that new. The problem was that around 100 days ago all that happiness of finding a new job and flat was shattered in an instant: An evening which started out better than average, ended in tears. I didn’t feel…