Ok, so I don't really remember where I left off, except that I'm pretty sure it's been a while. My birthday weekend was EXTREMELY eventful...lots of drinking, shocker. Friday night Kris and I went to the Champs-Elysees to a bar called Le Paris and had lots of Martinis. It was a really cool place to sit and hang out and have a drink(or like 3 martinis which you get the shaker so you really get like 2 or more drinks from each...woo) and listen to music. We went home SO burre(drunk in french). Saturday we woke up slightly hungover...realizing that we had to sleep, eat, and do it all over again that night. Bring on the masachism! LOL We ended up drinking in the dorms with some of my favorite people, but not all...Liz, Marli and Nicole and played F*ck the Dealer...it's a drinking game, don't ask. I was definitely having fun, but wanted to go dancing, after all we were celebrating my birthday. We ran into some of the guys that live on our floor(yes, they're french) and we started talking...they asked us to come out with them since we were just going to wing it and find a place anyways. We went to the Latin Quarter to a place called Le Sainte...it was AWESOME! When we first got there, they were playing salsa music. Let's see here: Me=tipsy=trying to salsa???? It was histarical according to Kris, so thanks! Then they started playing other music which was good...we were all having a BLAST. I drank A LOT, sue me it was my 21st! :) The boys even told the DJ that it was my birthday, and so even though I have no idea what the DJ said, he wished me a happy birthday over the music! I'm so cool sometimes :) just kidding. At one point, Kris and I did a straight shot of vodka...Liz and Nicole's orders, they made me(even though they were not there, but I promised). Kris: You know you're in trouble when you take a straight shot of vodka and say "Are you sure this isn't water???" Oh boy. I also promised Liz that I would do something crazy...so after a few drinks, I danced on the platform in the corner of the bar...yes, there are pictures, but they may remain unseen. LOTS O BLACKMAIL. I did get pictures of the cute french guys that were with us though! I'm not that dumb :) Sunday morning was HANGOVER CENTRAL--but not as bad as Saturday. My dad's rule: No puking, other than that, there are no rules. Well, my dad would be proud: I didn't puke and I definitely went and spent the big bucks on decent vodka in the dorms...he would be very disappointed if I drank something like Effin Vodka(HAHAHA). Overall, my birthday was a GREAT GREAT night. On my actual birthday, we went and had dinner at the Eiffel Tower and it was cool! Too much food with a hungover me, oh man! Monday I enrolled in classes for this summer/fall and I got a great schedule...all day on tuesday/thursday, one class on wednesday for 3 hours and I'm not really sure what I am going to do with my time on mondays and fridays because I HAVE NO CLASS!!!!! Who's excited? ME ME ME! Road trip! :) Yesterday I had my art history final which went well, I should get my grade today. I just finished my western civ II final and it went slightly less as well as yesterdays...oh well. I have the next day or 2 to hang out, pack, do laundry so I don't have to do it when i get home and am severly jet lagged and say my goodbyes. :( Lizzie...my roomie. I might cry!
These past three months have been absolutely amazing. Even the not so wonderful stuff has been very overcompensated for by everything else. I cannot believe that I am actually coming home on saturday and that it's all over. Since I'm sitting in ACCENT typing this and might cry, I'm going to stop, and I will come online tomorrow and finish my final thoughts and write my last journal entry of KUWC 2005.
In the words of my favorite roommate EVER: Instead of chanting ROCKCHALK JAYHAWK we should be chanting: HWC Study Abroad 2005...WOOWOO!
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