ca me fait chier and other french expressions

firstly, i really need to change this icon. not only is it really fucking old, but the only time its ever valid anymore is when i actually have pot. and i cant seem to get weed for the fucking life of me even though im cute and would really like some. sigh. and yes, its been like two months since ive smoked, so dont you all go thinking ive gone back to my stoner ways, or maybe i have rejoined the dark side, who really knows? also, so i did something very odd today. i posted on a hostel board about needing fellow travelling people for my upcoming trip, sinc ei cant actually be bothered to get up off my ass and go meet people face to face in said countries. so this jewish kid who is in israel visitng family emails me and he went to UCLA and wants to like go to amsterdam. i think i might take him up on it, provided he accompany me to fucking prague because i wanna go and dont wanna go alone and anothony has already been and has no interest in going again and i dont want him to go mainly because he was a wet blanket when i was visiting him in england. i think i get the award for most coherent run on sentence in the world. yee.

speaking of venturing into the past, i recently started talking to max again. now befor eyou all collectively rip my head off and write me off as a complete and utter glutton for punishment, which i am, i would like to blame this happening on the fact that i am feeling a bit homesick and once again plagued by doubts that i am making the correct choice about not hightailing my butt back to the states as fast as possible.


secondly, i was actually social today and hung out with Nathalie, who is a friend of my cousin, but whom i also consier a friend and neighbor since she lives like twenty minutes from us by foot. so we bitched and moaned about men, about how djamal is fucking dickface, etc etc. and then i get home and like all the bad chi ive been feeling lately just vanishes; i attribute this to bitching with another girl and because the kool guy i hung out with right before my mom came was actually online today and is in fucking thailand. but he totally wants to see me again and i do him, so i will most likely be hangig out with hotness teacher boy in september. wee.

and now, for something completely different?
french expression i love

il se la pete
espece de connard
connasse
con
ca me faire chier
mais cest quoi ce bordel
putain
peter un plomb
je lais boules grave
il me kiffe

the funny thing about kiffe is that its acutally an arab word, ie kif kif meaning half half, but it ends up meaning love or really like in french. how this happened i dont know, but there ya go. over and out.