5.11.2009

paper > pastries

the boy does not answer me
so I write pathetic poetry
and dream of him at night.
giving up would seem intelligent at this point,
but the thought makes me want to cry.

oceane does not answer me
so I spray her perfume in my room
so it will smell like her scarves that we share
and look for other dark-haired light blue-eyed frenchies.
there's quite a few.

I make myself feel better by buying office supplies.
there's (almost) nothing I love more than brand new office supplies:

a clairefontaine notebook
a new journal (mine is filling up faster than ever before)
2 mini rhodia notepads (one for vocab, one for notes)
loose sheets of french paper (oh how I love french paper)
cheap-o bic fountain pens
a real fountain pen (parker)
ink cartridges

books:
green guide to toulouse
another petit nicolas book
les fourberies de scapin by moliere (scapin was my absolute favorite of all of the plays charles did in high school. just recently discovered that it's a moliere ...)

and it's only the beginning, my friends. you can never never have too many notebooks. and with the volume of poetry I'm producing these days ... I'm gonna need them.

3 comments:

  1. dearest christina, I'm so sorry. I haven't forgotten how amazing you are and how even more amazing we are when we are together. I think that boy prolems is the story of our lives. someone told me i should date all the time starting now.
    but you know what..i have plenty of perfume and my bed will be made when you get back in the fall. looking forward to hanging out there while we sing to simon and garfunkel not even caring about the rest of the world that can hear us.
    enjoy france ma biche, its one of the most beautiful places on earth
    je taime

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  3. I keep 7 journals and whenever I go to the bookstore it is a great testament to my character (or perhaps lack of money) that I do not buy more.

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