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Posted by melaniehamlett on May 1, 2014April 29, 2014

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Only climbers would think to hang their Christmas tree from the goddamn ceiling. Coolest tree placement ever

Last week I met this awesome French girl who came to my comedy show. We spoke afterwards and she was super cool, has traveled the world and just seemed to have a big heart. So I asked for her number before she left like the weirdo I am. Yesterday we went and got coffee before her concert and then she brought me along to it and introduced me to all her friends who were also super cool. I danced for awhile too and it was so so fun. Then I rushed home to host game night at my house. We played until 4am. It was such a great day. Thank god I’m not shy anymore and am even a tad bit aggressive about making French friends (especially female ones) cuz they always introduce me to more friends and show me a good time and just look after me. I almost left the bar so many times last night cuz I didn’t have anyone to talk to While she was playing and felt stupid standing alone and also not knowig enough French to initiate conversation (or even hear it) in a loud bar, but I forced myself to stay and it payed off. I’m so outgoing and yet painfully shy when it comes to not knowing French. I hate this! Tomorrow I’m going to the party of this band and might join some drumming classes. We shall see! Either way, my I’m learning to not plan too much here in France cuz you never know where the night will take you. One coffee can sometimes lead to a ten hour day of super cool stuff. Back home I planned planned planned and always rushed from one thing to another and it exhausted me and always made me feel bad. Especially doing the classic pop in. Now I usually just see where things go.

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