I See Dead People...

Notre Dame

Cute.

Nam nam nam nam nam.

Albert Hofmann would have wanted to "hear" this...

Would you light my candle? [listening to RENT soundtrack]


So Evelyne explained this story to me. It's from the Bible. I'm taking Religion next semester (ugh. reqs.) so maybe I can study a little beforehand...Anyway, here's this story:

Jesus: Hey Mary Magdalene! I'm back!

Everyone: Oh man. Jesus is back!

Thomas: No way. I won't believe you until I can stick my finger in your wounds. [that just seems mean]
Jesus: Okay, doubting Thomas. Go for it.

La Cimetière de Montmartre.

We almost missed Degas b/c it says de GAS. How unfortunate.
Dumas.
Heine.
Zola.
I would not like to have a crying statue above my grave. Teichholtz, I don't want you to die before I do, but if you do, I'll make sure we put the "fun" back in "funeral," as you requested. If I die first, I would like you to remember aloud my best jokes. So whenever I make you laugh, write down what I say.

The death of Bush's reign.

ObamAHHH.

Eamon! I wish I were visiting you THIS weekend so I could be here.

Serena, Itzhak Perlman is playing, so don't forget to tape, okay?! Thanks. I <3 you and I will buy you a great present.
(Don't judge me. As excited as I am for Obama to be sworn in, I really, really <3 Itzhak Perlman.)

Observations/Thoughts
1) The French are really into PDA. (not blackberries)
2) Fashion in NY follows that in Paris. (LA is a story of its own)
3) French guys are much more secure. They carry Longchamp bags, kiss each other on the cheeks when they greet each other, dance among themselves at clubs and know how to have fun without standing around looking to see which girls seem most vulnerable/most likely to put out. 4) European grave stones are beautiful, but cold. I would like my grave to be Korean. They're little grassy hills. I would be happy to know that my death could bring life in the form of flowers, etc...stone would make me feel very resigned. (b/c I will have feelings in my death, of course)
*I'll post pictures from la cimetière de montmatre later...degas, zola, heine are buried there.

So Tiffany has introduced me to this show called The City, and it's about these girls and guys who live in NYC and I'm not really sure why they have their own show...maybe b/c they're all attractive? I don't know, but one of the guys just asked one of the girls to be his girlfriend and it took place in her apartment and I'm really confused b/c does that mean the cameraman is just following them around and he asked her to be his girlfriend with the cameraman standing like 2 feet away from them? And I don't understand why people want to watch the lives of other people that they don't know...like, if I had my own show would anybody want to watch me? Probably not. But then again, I'm not like 5'10" and really hot. But if I were, would people want to give up an hour of their lives to watch an hour of my life? I'm really confused by reality TV...

CHANDS!

HAPPY BIRTHDAY! Evelyne and I made you a video. Not posting b/c it's embarrassing. MISH YOU.

<3
Esther and Evelyne.
(Tiff's not home now. She's with her cousin and sister at hotel. but she <3s you too, im sure)

Also, see labels for this post.

haha.

Haikus.

I made up haikus during class.

Everybody smokes.
Dog poo poo on the sidewalks.
Asian prostitutes.

Baguettes and croissants.
La confiture and le beurre.
I am getting fat.

Heaven and Hell.

Ceiling of Hôtel des Invalides.

Napoleon's Notes on The Wealth of Nations!

Here Lies Napoleon.

Fancy.

At La Musée Rodin.
La Pensée...and Evs.

Fist pound avec les trois ombres.
La bourgeoisie de Calais.Such anguish.

La porte d'enfer.

The gates to hell are very detailed.

Who knew a face of stone could be so expressive?

Champs-Elysées.
La Vie en Rose.

So much bling.

Do follow the light at the end of the tunnel.

Badass.

Here.

Barack and Michelle are cute.

Also, we saw someone famous and a ton of reporters today, but we didn't know who it was...
Any guesses...scandalous trials in Paris? We think he was a politican...

Tired. Saw a lot today. Will post pictures tomorrow.

This was on overheardinny.com

Announcement over loudspeaker during class: "Hello, I'm sorry for the interruption. Mr Poland Spring, you have to go outside, they're about to tow your truck."

--Stuyvesant High School

Stuy's gotten better.

Also, can we talk about the fact that Chand's brother says I'm in a picture with the rest of my Physics class in one of the glass fireproof time capsule boxes. (Stuy has random glass boxes in the walls throughout the building. one for each graduating class, and some with random stuff in them.)
I've left my mark. SWEET. *insert fist pound here*

Lights.

Evelyne is here! We went to La Tour Eiffel, and it was pretty.