Strike!!

Today is the biggest strike ever!! Basically because stupid Sarkozy became President and peed all over France. I mean, seriously. The good thing is, I didn't go to university today. I had only math and English, and both teachers cancelled their classes. It was too difficult for them to come; besides, they figured nobody would be there. Kind of true. Although I live 15 minutes away from university and I always walk anyway, so I don't care that much about the strike. Great about university though. I just had a lazy day. I wanted to study, and then I realized I didn't have the courage.

What's not so good is that I don't know about what will happen next. The strike will probably last more than one day. Not going to university one day is great, two days is okay, but what next??? I went to university, for god's sake, I went there to study, not to have strikes all over the place! Besides there will be a teacher's strike next Tuesday. Maybe my BF will be on strike too and therefore get to spend more time with me.

Currently listening to: Tori Amos, Mary

Worst day ever

Today was the worst day EVER since I went to university. I just spent the entire day studying. I mean, not even writing stuff and doing exercises, just trying to learn stuff. From the moment I woke up - about 10:30 A.M - til now. The reason is that I have a macroeconomics test tomorrow. It's my first test at university (except the before-term weird math test, for which we don't even have the grades yet lol), and I'm too goddamn scared. With math, macroeconomics is the subject with the highest coefficient (it counts twice as much as the other subjects). The good thing is that besides the end of semester test, we will have two macro tests, and only one in the other subjects. (well that's only in theory... because our stupid English teacher keeps giving us pop quizzes all over the place... yuck!) It means that if I fail this one I can make it up by getting really good grade on the other one. But I CAN'T fail this one. If I fail this one I'll die. Because when I fail a test, it becomes really hard for me to get a good grade on the next test, even if I work super hard. Because that's just too a much pressure. OMG I'm so scared!

Currently listening to: Anastacia, One More Chance

Second belly dancing lesson

I've started taking belly dancing lessons. Now that I'm at university I have more time. When I was in high school I wouldn't even have considered an activity like that. Even though it's only once a week, I just had too much school stuff last year. High school in France SUCKS. You have class six days a week, on Wednesday and Saturday only in the morning, and the other days til 17:45, so that sucks. And of course you have a ton of homework to do (and also last year I had physics!!! YUCK! and I sucked in physics). At least at university I only have class four days a week, and like on Tuesday I only have class in the morning, and on Thursday only in the afternoon, so I have plenty of time to study and to do extra activities if I want to. I've wanted to learn how to belly dance for a long time.

Last time there were only four people in the class, and I was the only real beginner who never took classes before. This time there were more people, and I think that besides me, there was at least one beginner who seemed about as lost as I was. The teacher told me that I made a lot of progress, so yeah! But I still have a lot of work to do before I can show off for my BF. (even if I do learn it well, it's pretty embarassing to be belly dancing in front of your BF all my yourself lol) If some of you want to take belly dancing lessons, I should warn you that it's a lot harder than it looks!

And also there was a girl in the class who really scared me! Her arms were just sooooo skinny! There were only bones in there! They were like half my arms! (and I'm pretty thin, 1m72, 54kg - which is about 5 foot 6, 119 lbs - well, I'm not anorexic, but I'm not exactly fat) And don't even get me started on her stomach. I mean, belly dancers are supposed to have a little tummy, aren't they? Not a fat one, but a little cute one, not a scary skinny one. I know it's not the girl's fault, but she really scared me. I really hope all these girls who are desperate to lose weight and all read this and stop freaking out about it. When I read about girls with a perfectly fine weight who want to lose even more, that just make me sad. I mean, do you really want to be skeleton thin and be scaring people? I seriously doubt that!

Just a thought: maybe I should ask the piercer if I could get both tragus and belly button piercings at the same time?? (there's one thing you should know about me before you get too much into this blog: I'm really single-minded, when I want something, I can't let it go before I obtain it...) If they tell me it can put cicatrisation in jeopardy, I won't do it, but there's no harm in asking, is there?

Currently listening to: Avril Lavigne, Mobile

Dreams

I had the weirdest dream last night. I dreamed that my parents' friend (FYI, the-perfect-boy-my-parents-want-me-to-marry-if-he-ever-imagines-I-might-be-good-enough-for-him's father) was chasing me around with a knife and trying to kill me. LOL. I remember an elevator, I remember a cellar, and I remember that at the end I managed to call the police and it came. So everything turned out fine, I guess, but I immediately woke up and I was sweating. It's weird because I've always thought the guy was kind of cute (don't get me wrong, I wasn't fantasizing about him or anything, he's my parent's friend, and he's married, I've just thought he was kind of cute - in the same way you think Johnny Depp is cute), and I've never really liked his perfect, either-gay-or-impotent son. Well, that's weird, but I guess weird dreams happen.

Currently listening to: Pink, Get The Party Started

LOL

I had the weirdest date with my BF yesterday. We spent like a half an hour filling our stomachs with air and then pressing on them in order to make them grumble. LOL. It seems sort of weird, but when you live such a moment with your BF, you have a lot of fun. You feel really comfortable, and let's face it, kind of funny (in a stupid way, I agree, but you can't always do only smart stuff, can you?). I never thought I would be comfortable enough with a BF to do that, but here I am. It's also the longest relationship I've ever been in (we've been dating since around the end of May, so for a little more than 5 months... I know, most girls my age have already had longer relationships, but that's just not my case, it's hard for me to settle, and when you know about my BF's situation, it's easy to understand why I've been with him longer than with anyone else)

I've made a little change in the date of my belly button piercing. I've decided to have it on the 29th of February. Not only because I want it earlier (I do, but that's not the only reason, otherwise I would just have had it on the 16th), but because I've looked at when I am on vacation. I am from the 1st to the 10th of March (so really, since we don't have class on Friday, from the 29th of February). I've decided it was better to get a piercing in the beginning because then the most awkward phase of it will be gone by after the vacation. Hard to understand, lol.

I've made an appointment for a bikini wax for tomorrow. Ouch, that'll hurt. But at least my bikini area will stop being hairy lol.

Currently listening to: Fiona Apple, Get Gone

Not pregnant

Yey I'm not pregnant! Loool it's no biggie it's just that my period is 9 days late. I've only been having sex with a condom and it didn't break, but I was still nervous in case I have the Rachel Greene thing (if you've watched Friends season 8, you'll understand what I'm talking about; if you don't, watch Friends season 8, totally worth it!). But I'm not pregnant. I just can't wait for my period to start because that's when I'm starting on the pill. And the pill seems to have so many advantages (my period will get more regular, less heavy and less painful, it'll be good for my acne and it's way more effective than a condom - unless you have the Gabrielle Solis thing, you have to watch Desperate Housewives season 1).

Currently listening to: Kelly Clarkson, I Hate Myself For Losing You

Piercings

This is official: I'm getting a belly button piercing on the 7th of March. Precise, isn't it? I can't wait. I've wanted my belly button pierced since I was like 15. I didn't ask my parents or anything, because even though my mom wouldn't mind (she wouldn't be too happy either, if you ask me...), my dad would freak out. It seems like it's probably the most awful thing I can do. Once, when I was like 8, my parents were talking about piercings (I didn't want my belly button pierced then, of course), and my dad was like: "Imagine, if your child wanted to put a ring in her belly button" lol. Of course, back then I thought it was silly, now I want it more and more.


I'm turning 18 on the 16th of February, so that's pretty soon he he. But the 7th of March is the day when I take the TOEFL, so the belly button piercing will sort of be my reward (check out how mature I sound! lol). Of course I'll need to do well on my February tests, so it's a real reward. I also want a tragus piercing - almost as bad as a belly button piercing - but it's unreasonable to get both piercings at once, so I'll just get my belly button pierced in March and my tragus pierced next fall. (I also have plans for some other ear piercings, he he)

I know some people think of girls with pierced belly buttons as sluts, but hey what do I care. I won't turn into some ditsy girl who walks around wearing only her bra all the time and is like: "Hey look, I have my belly button pierced". So if people judged me based on a piece of metal, hey it's their problem. IMHO.

I've put a picture of a belly button piercing so you can see how cute it actually is. (when you click on the picture you'll get to the website where I took it)


Currently listening to: Diana Krall, Come danse with me