Even when life is shitty these days, there's always something there to pick me up.
Looking back at where I've come from, I'm pretty proud with where I am right now. I'm at a stage in my life where I can accept my childishness and really take on responsibility. I'm teenage with hints towards maturity, I'm no longer denying myself any immature right for the sake of feeling bad it about.
I'm really finally living my life.
Which reminds me I haven't touched my homework yet. This is bad.
However, life is very good right now. So, let's start with that QOTSA concert I went to so many months ago. Pictures are finally up on the internet, and it makes me happy. Now I can finally show you what these weird lights looked like.
( QOTSA )Of course, I have been to Paris. It was amazing. I saw so many things, and experience numerous events. I have now lived the so-called Sicko experience and went through the French health care system after cutting my head open on some sweetly designed brick quarter pipes. I must say, it's nice.
We saw so many historical buildings and visited so many parts of France. I feel as if I'm spoiling it if I don't tell you in person the experiences I had. It's such a blur. I can say however, the walking around the Arc de Triomphe listening to Sometimes by My Bloody Valentine, I nearly had an emotional breakdown and realized I would really love to live in Paris, France.
The food was amazing. I made a short list of things I wanted to do in France, and, I'd state that, but, it's actually the usual tourist type checklist, and I completed most of them, which I'd have to say make me happy.
The only let down was not buying In Rainbows by Radiohead in France. Tom, Amy, Andrew, and myself went into the Virgin Records Megastore and saw this huge display of their new CD and Tom and I were speechless. We decided to buy clothes at Celio* instead, and regretted not buying that CD where not only Radiohead was appreciated, but got significant airplay and were in the background of at least one commercial we saw on TV each day. When I found out Emily was almost going to buy it for me when see went there was the nail in this musical coffin.
So, we'll say the details for a more intimate gathering. For now, a random order of pictures from my disposables cameras that actually developed a few photos, despite going through x-ray machines twice.
( Paris )I may forget the small details, but I'll always remember the big moments.
And as I'll always have pieces of Paris to remember it by, Paris will have pieces of my luggage. The Gong Mallet, to be exact.
Musique?!
-Matt