so, I want to be french.
speak french, but the closest I come to a foreign language,
is german, which is ugly as only german can be.
and, wow, it seems like all the french people are such
creative people, too. but, hey, I can still be the cute,
vegan girl, with scarf in the summer, at hair with weird
colours and styles. I can be the girl that is "to smart to eat",
just because I claim to be healthy.
but, really, it's okay. just the fact that I'm going to meet two
fellow vegetarians at a café next week, which I haven't even met
or talked to before, makes me happy. yes, it does.