Les Fleurs du Mal

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Currently, in my Français Litterature class (they spell Literature with two l's in French) we're studying Baudelaire's Les Fleurs du Mal. So I found and ordered a copy of the book off Amazon which has the English translation along with the parallel French text. It's made studying quite a lot easier, and helped me appreciate Baudelaire's poetry. In other news, I have a 2009 film summary in the works (it's taken me some time) as well as a summary of the many films that I have seen in the past month. I'm slowly writing short reviews for them all in the midst of trying to learn a language and immerse myself in the French life. I've also starting paying attention in class, and the workload is doubled for me because I have to translate everything aswell as learn it. March has been slow, my fellow exchange student friend Sarah is coming down in two weeks, so I can assure you much more updates then as i'll have a photography buddy! It will also be vacances, thus more time to do shiz. For now, Bisous.

French Dinners.

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lolita, lolita

(source; Vogue Russia June 2009 via tfs)

"Lolita, light of my life, fire of my loins. My sin, my soul. Lo-lee-ta: the tip of the tongue taking a trip of three steps down the palate to tap, at three, on the teeth. Lo. Lee. Ta. She was Lo, plain Lo, in the morning, standing four feet ten in one sock. She was Lola in slacks. She was Dolly at school. She was Dolores on the dotted line. But in my arms she was always Lolita."

~ Lolita

the best macaroon i've ever tasted.

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À La Plage

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I visted the beaches of France today. It reminded me an awful lot about home, the smell, the wind, the sand. It was, however, so bizarre not being able to see the faint outline of Rottnest (a small island of the coast of Perth, my home town) when looking out of the sea, scared me a little actually, that i'm so far from home.

Life and whatnot.

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Updating has been slow this week, I guess it's because there's not much interesting stuff going on. Don't get me wrong, I'm still having an amazing time in France, but at the moment it's pretty much school and study. My French comprehension has improved immensely, so I've started paying attention in class, making notes and whatnot. In Literature class we're study Baudelaire's Les Fleurs du Mal, which is amazing. I ordered a translated copy that has the paralled French text on Amazon which should be arriving in the next few days, so I can keep up in class. In Histoire we just finished France in World War One. It's harder to keep up in History because it's a whole lot of information, as well as analysis but I think i'm getting there. Maths would have to be the easiest subject, as it's pretty much Year 12 Maths all over again. And everyone thinks i'm a pro at basketball. Atleast I win at something, because I practically fail at every other subject. Even in English class, my teacher asked me to read out this poem from the 18th Century, and it was filled with old English words that I couldn't pronounce. Pretty embarrassing.

My host sister has a Spanish correspondant at the moment. It's quite amusing, as the three languages (English, French & Spanish) are getting all mixed up. It's really cool talking with Manual (the Spanish student) because our level of French is about the same, so we talk in basic French as it's our only common language. It also forces me to speak in French instead of saying it in English when I get stuck (as I do most of the time).

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My history teacher got really angry at our class today and decided to give us, no joke, over 20 different document analysis' to do by Friday. So ontop of already having to do all my other homework (in French, might I add), plus actually study the language (at the moment, i'm deep into pronoun study) I have to do all this extra history work. It's a good thing that it's actually interesting, but over 20 document analysis' in another language is a bit intense. ugh, GENIAL.

j'espère

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"Un jour tout sera bien, voila notre esperance. Tout est bien aujourd'hui, voila l'illusion"

~ Voltaire

gâteau de chocolat

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I finished school at midday yesterday (all my afternoon classes were cancelled, woot!) so I got to baking again. This time, chocolate brownies which turned out delicious. I think I have a new-found love for baking. In other news, it's suddenly gotten colder here again. After about 2 weeks of 10° weather its back down to the negatives, I love cold weather but I just down have enough cold jackets, scarfs etc to look effortlessly cool and warm at the same time. It ends up me looking like a pumpkin because I don't think i've mastered the art of layering just yet.

lazy days at bus stops.

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les gâteaux de papillon

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I baked for my host-family today, heres to hoping they don't get food posioning >< .

my two loves.

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dreams

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2 Days in Paris

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"It always fascinated me how people go from loving you madly to nothing at all, nothing. It hurts so much. When I feel someone is going to leave me, I have a tendency to break up first before I get to hear the whole thing. Here it is. One more, one less. Another wasted love story. I really love this one. When I think that its over, that I'll never see him again like this... well yes, I'll bump into him, we'll meet our new boyfriend and girlfriend, act as if we had never been together, then we'll slowly think of each other less and less until we forget each other completely. Almost. Always the same for me. Break up, break down. Drunk up, fool around. Meet one guy, then another, fuck around. Forget the one and only. Then after a few months of total emptiness start again to look for true love, desperately look everywhere and after two years of loneliness meet a new love and swear it is the one, until that one is gone as well. There's a moment in life where you can't recover any more from another break-up. And even if this person bugs you sixty percent of the time, well you still can’t live without him. And even if he wakes you up every day by sneezing right in your face, well you love his sneezes more than anyone else's kisses"

~ 2 Days in Paris

Julia Delpy really is quite adorable. I had a lazy day in today and watched this film. I practically fell in love with it on the first watch, its amazing.