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Thursday was GL's birthday (glad I can once again say I'm joint youngest of the group) so we decided to go to what she described as a 'stagnant lake' in the north of the city for a picnic as she had exams late in the afternoon. Typically the organisation was a shambles, with the birthday girl turning her phone off early the night before so nobody knew what time to arrive until the morning. Then FU bought some wine but no corkscrew so LA had to make a dash to Monoprix as he refused to pay the 15 euro wineshop price. But eventually we made it there, and it was actually really picturesque with clear water surrounded by trees. Once again I ate my weight in ME's tortilla and it was a really nice day in the sunshine.
With the recent good weather we've been having I decided to take full advantage and went to the beach on the new tram, which everyone has been very excited about. Sadly I now have a very thin burn line in the shape of my bikini bottoms which exaggerates the fact that I look like I'm wearing a pair of white pants from behind.
Sunday night I was hoping to go to the last Montpellier football home game against Lille, but I waited too long to buy tickets and they became too expensive for me. Luckily a big screen was erected in the Comédie as it could have been the title decider for Montpellier. Before the game I had dinner with LA, her friend and their mothers. After 5 minutes SU's mum asked where I lived and then said that we're all 'interbred', which didn't exactly endear her to me despite her hastily adding 'not you of course'. When the match got underway the Comédie was packed from the tourist office to the fountain and was 0-0 until the last minute of extra time when Montpellier scored. Everyone went mental setting off flares and waving flags as now they only have to draw against the bottom team next week to win their first title.
When I was at the bus stop the other night waiting for the bus to the tram I saw a boy I shared a taxi with at Christmas. I didn't want to talk to him so I stood a little way away, but he recognised me and started calling my FULL name and came over. I pretended I was LA but he persisted on the bus asking what I did (biology at UM2). I thought I'd got away from him and his massive limp by walking to the far end of the tram but no, he arrived a few minutes later. When I made it clear I didn't want to talk to him he suggest I give him my number so if I wanted to we could talk later (NO). So then he asked was it due to his walk or was I racist? I got really annoyed then and didn't even answer until the tram arrived. As my charming brother would say: bloody idiot.
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