C'est mon 20e anniversaire aujourd'hui, et c'est le meilleur anniversaire que j'ai jamais passé. Hier soir je me suis donnée le meilleur cadeau que j'ai jamais reçu. Avec mon amie Samantha, qui parlait avec moi uniquement en français, pour la plupart, j'ai assisté au concert des Enfoirés, ou plutôt leur spectacle: Sur la Route des Enfoirés, 2015. J'ai su tout à l'heure pourquoi j'ai dû payer 53 € pour être debout pendant six heures. Il y avait beaucoup de monde là, et de plus il y avait plusieurs célèbrités françaises (d'abord je ne connaissais que cinq ou six entre eux, mais maintenant je sais plus).
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"Je t'aimais, je t'aime et je t'aimerai" |
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Voilà Corneille (et Zazie?) 5-10m de moi! |
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Samantha et moi |
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Corneille! |
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"Sur ma route" |
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#DésoléePasDésolée | | |
So, yeah, basically this has been the best birthday of my life so far.
I went to a concert I'd always dreamed of going to so I could see Jean-Baptiste Maunier perform live, which is what I have always wanted to do ever since seeing
Les Choristes when I was 14, and I'm IN FRANCE.
I had muesli for breakfast this morning. Normally, I don't go for cereal, because I don't find it filling, but muesli and granola are my favorite cereal-type foods. (Then shredded wheat of any kind, and honey nut cheerios.) It's what I had for breakfast literally every day last summer.
Mother Nature gave me a gift today. Thanks Mother Nature. Bet you waited all month to give that gift to me.
My grandparents sent me a card and it arrived on my birthday! My friend Carolin sent me a card in the mail, too, but I am not sure I put my name on the mailbox in time.
Two men so far today have tried to stop me to ask me something. Is it because I look nice? Is it because I look old? I'm wearing black slacks, a pink and black top, and a black cardigan. I think I look pretty good. Do I look old? I'm wearing Carolina blue Adidas socks with black flats and I don't care that it looks dumb. I'd rather have warm feet than cold feet, and these shoes were the only ones that I can wear in this weather that are dressy. The first man who tried to get my attention I stopped for, and I saw that he had a book in his hand and he was asking me something, but I wasn't paying enough attention to understand what he was telling me, so I just kept my head down and wave "no." He replied, "OK bonne journée, madame" and I felt a little bad but in my experience, stopping for people I don't know who have books in their hands usually means they're trying to "bring you the good news" and want you to come to their church so they can prove to you that their way is the right way to worship God.
The second guy who tried to wave me down, I think he was wearing a tan trench coat. I purposely ignored him. I'm allowed to not have time for you. There are plenty of other people you can ask for help, or for whatever you need.
People here really seem to like Jean-Jacques Goldman. I am not sure exactly which one he is, but I am sure he is an excellent musician and probably a pretty good person, to be so popular that in between every song, the thousands of people in the stands are begging for him to perform another song.
I was sitting on Facebook for an hour just "liking" posts and thanking people for electronically wishing me a happy birthday in the comments. What a sad birthday. I am at home alone, wasting time when I could have gone running or done an assignment. What a waste. I should be doing something more productive than this. I should call someone.
I made a French friend (I think)! Elle s'appelle Marianne. Je l'ai rencontrée pendant mon cours du cinéma expérimental et d'avant-garde. Nous nous sommes allées en tram ensemble après le cours.
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