bah.

I am bored, I am in school, I don't write on here ever. I think I don't want to do this anymore (blog). There is too much to think about, and I prefer not to think.
This weekend will be good.

Re-do.

This is better.


I do not feel better. I feel stupid. I don't want to talk.

Marina's party was absolutely insane. It was only foreign exchange kids, and all completely crazy.
When I was going there, I missed my bus, had to wait 3 hours, then got lost walking in the dark to her house. This was a very strange night, and I hope everyone has one sometime. Here are some pictures of some people:


















And for everyone who knows this story, this is Maxime:




I was planning on telling the whole night here but some of it is very strange, and personal, and I'm really just too lazy.
I will say that Sunday morning was the best wether it's been here. The sun was out, and you could wear a T-shirt, mmm. Saturday had runner-up weather.