Listening to Frank Ocean and eating cupcakes
I should really do something with my life.
Theyre just delicious and i’m picking chocolate off the top. I had my first french seminar yesterdaaaay. It wasn’t as bad as I expected but I still felt like the thicko. Even though I can speak pretty good French by most standards. Most people had been taking extra lessons last year. Someone did level FOUR. i didnt even realise it went up to level 4! i signed up to level 3 (which was advanced.. so god knows what 4 is) and quit after one lesson coz it was shit. So it’s my own fault really. But I kept catching the eye of the guy sitting opposite me who was apparently also feeling out of his depth and exchanging looks of terror.
I might go downstairs now. Or put some clothes on. Or wash. Or something.