I am curretly sitting on a swing set chair in Myriam's fathers garden. We left the house for the other parents this morning at 11am and made it here for lunch. We had the most incredible lunch; salad then roast pheasant and then I had a nap with Anais. The journey was quite quick on an hour, in which Adam felt car sick and then he preceeding to throw up (outside though). He suddenly shouted JE VAIS VOMIR and Fabrice slammed on the breaks and I literally jumped out of the car. He made it outside and threw up the gallon of water he had drunk before we left the house, saying that he was so thirsty...that obviously bit him in the arse eventually haha. Ok so let's rewind slightly...I went out last night and didn't return back to the house until 6.30am this morning. It was painful to say the least and to this moment I've only had about 3 hours sleep.
So LAST FRIDAY NIGHT, no just kidding...Wednesday night: the langue onze people met for pizza then we went out! After eating we were going to go to a firework display, but when we got there it was a bit dodgy so we ended up giving in and going to the pub in St Pierre. I'd just like to say, it was Alice's idea to buy pitchers of margheritas, and it was a crazy idea a that! Around 11, Julia started to feel really ill so eventually Alice and Juan took her home (we never them again that night)...turns out she had a kidney infection and went to hospital!!! She was soo ill and in so much pain, so I really hope she gets better. Anyway, so I thought I was stuck, but there were some new langue onze people and we all went out together...at about 2am we left the pub and radomly found Edmund from Christophe's class, and long story short we chatted to them, and then went to a club. Some random French guy led us to one and it was hilarious. We danced for so long and I think at one point one of the girls just dropped her whole drink and it smashed everywhere, but we were too smashed to even care. Anyway, Miriam (Austrialian girl I met, from Langue Onze) and I left at 5 to get the first metro. I got to my platform and it was literally all men...which was a bit weird but it was fine, I got to Ramonville safely and went to wait for a 62bus. OH MY GOD, I was waiting for the bus and this guy comes up to me and (honest to god), asked me if I wanted to spend the night with him, wtf, wtf, wtf, i was so shocked and was just like.... ummm no merci, desole. I was genuinely scared about what he would do next, but he simply said, it's a compliment to me and that it's a shame I didn't say yes (jesus christ my life). Anyway so it's 6am and I think that i'm about to get attacked and the guy COMES BACK and apologises and says it was inappropriate. By this point i'm just like ok merci....totally no idea what to do and again he walks away. Thank fuck the bus appeared! I got on the bus and got back to the appartment and basically collapsed into bed. I woke up 2 hours later as Anais was crying and I felt like DEATH. I got up and went into the kitchen, and Fabrice says, "oh clara tu est en forme" as in: Clara, you don't look like shit! Which was hilarious, we spoke about the night then I went back to bed for an hour and felt so much better. Still hanging like a bicheee but better (better than worse). So now you can see that Adam throwing up on the way here was not beneficial to any part of my life. I nearly threw up myself when it happened!!!
Oh god, so yes, attempting to recover and stay awake/alive!
Hope you've all had more than 3 hours sleep. Safe to say, never doing an all nighter again, i'm 20 years old and it was just TOO MUCH.
peace and blessings xxx
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