Entry: Francotastic worries Tuesday, June 14, 2005



So, i was looking at the photos from my vacation in the provence (that's in France, dumbass) and i was wondering how i could get the money together to go again this year. So the choices were, a) working harder or b) prostituting myself c) being a golddigger. I decided on the last one.

My boyfriend's in the money, thank god, so i hope we (and probably another friend) will be travelling to the south of France again in august. I had such an amazing time last year and this time it could be even better, because now a) i don't have a sunburn which last year caused me to wear a burqua everytime the sun would shine b) my boyfriend even has more money c) i'm much more confident; in driving, in love, but also i'm not that scared about that unknown sitituation thing. I fear things i do not know. I have to plan every fucking thing. That's why i always carry an enormous bag and an extra shirt with me everywhere i go.

What if i'm bored? I need a book to read.
What if i smell or get too hot? I need clean shirt.
What if someone asks me something about a certain date? I need my dayplanner.
What if i look awful? I need a hairbrush and a bit of make-up.
What if i'm thirsty? I need money and a bottle of water.

Yes, i tire even myself. Is it a girl thing? A bit yeah. But i know i can be very anal sometimes. I worry too much about unconvenience or strange circumstances and always have to be prepared. It's hard for me to be spontaneous.

So over the last year, i'm trying to be more...loosey. It's working. I can do something fun straight after work without worrying. I can go to France without worrying too much. But maybe that's because were going to the same village....

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