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                <title>It's been a while...</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 24 Jul 2007 04:54:10 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ It's been a while since I last wrote on this diary! Almost 10 months...<br />
My last entry was on october 6th. After writing that entry, I went to work and to a date that night. Since that night, I've been sharing my life with a great man.<br />
<br />
That, and work, and uni, kept me from drawing, and from keeping in touch with some people I care alot about.<br />
<br />
Tomorrow is my last day of work, I quit. I want to have more time to draw...<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~rotten-strawberry</author>
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                <title>Let's talk about a job...</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 06 Oct 2006 08:01:05 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Mhhh.....<br />
Let's talk about work.<br />
My job isn't highly intellectual, but quite tiring, physically speaking. In the "sort-of-Japanese-ehm-restaurant" where I work as a waitress, there are max 3 waiters working for something like 80/90 customers at the same time (around 30% of them are foreigners). Every waiter must:<br />
*welcome the customers<br />
*find a seat for the customers (table or bar)<br />
*explain to the new customers how the restaurant works (it's a sort of sushi bar, unknown concept in France)<br />
*take orders<br />
*bring orders to the kitchen<br />
*bring food from the kitchen to the customers<br />
*clean up the tables and bring to the kitchen dirty dishes/glasses etc.<br />
*fill and re-fill soy sauce, wasabi and vinagear ginger boxes (on every table)<br />
*prepare miso soup (the WORST thing ever) and bring it<br />
*prepare part of the western desserts<br />
*bring beers and such (I sometimes forget to open the bottle!)<br />
*Count the dishes for the customers who wish to pay<br />
*Go to the cashier and, worst of all, use the cashier.<br />
Result: I run everywhere all the time. <br />
 Now, one customer must take care of something like 30 customers. But that is OK! I mean, it's not that much. It's normal.<br />
<br />
BUT. The most horrible part is closing time. Around 23:00 (11PM), every waiter has at least 2 tasks to do whithin the hour.<br />
There are 3 main tasks (one for every waiter):<br />
~"The Sauce"<br />
~"The Cave"<br />
~"The Tables"<br />
Let me explain:<br />
The waiter who does "The Sauce" must take every soy sauce bottle, wasabi and ginger box from every table, bring it to the kitchen, and wash it. (There are around 80 pieces....). Then, the same waiter must clean up the rolling bar.<br />
The one who does "The Cave" must count every missing bottle from the 2 restaurant fridges and go to the other side of the mall to take the needed bottles. Needless to say, that is painfully heavy and hard to do. Especially if you keep on forgetting bottles... (Once I counted 33 missing coke bottles, but in reality 11 of them where coke*light* so I had to bring them back T_T). Then, the same waiter must clean up the floor.<br />
"The Tables" is probably the most hated one. It consists on cleaning up every table (there are 22 tables), filling every table with chopsticks and tissues, then cleaning up the water distribution system (every table has its own free water). I forgot what is the other task... Of course, someone also must clean every visible part of the restaurant.<br />
<br />
Well, this job is kinda... harder than I expected. But I am endlessly happy to have it! I work with such nice people...<br />
~Dani: The tall, thin, black and gay guy. He's just funny. He keeps saying that he doesn't like me, but I don't know if I should believe him or not... He has a nice smile, and loves to party. His main topic is sex. He's the only other part time waiter there, he also goes to university. He's very square minded, he respects his superiors but is not submissive. One day, he finished working at midnight (00:00); so, he went to the office to change into normal clothes and there were his superior and the general director of the restaurant. His superior said: "No, we must go back to the restaurant to check everything". But Dani answered: "I'm sorry, my shift is over. You had to come before midnight". He said so in front of the General Director! He's got guts <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/h/heart.gif" width="15" height="13" alt=":heart:" title="Heart" /><br />
~Aurélie: My favorite girl. She is sensitive and cute, and SO funny! We laugh alot together.. eheh. Yesterday, she said I am the funniest girl she's ever met, and she wants to work with me more often! awww....<br />
~Renaud: he's quite nice. He is a typical French guy. Quite good looking and soft, his skin is milky white. He looks nice, innocent and pure, but I'm sure he is not <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/biggrin.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":D" title=":D (Big Grin)" /><br />
~Patrick: my favorite co-worker! Everybody at work thinks we will become a couple. He is short (much shorter than me) but REALLY good looking. His smile is SO charming and he has... a sort of aura. He is very sensual, outside of work. Yesterday night we went to have a drink together in St.Michel and I had a real good time. He drove me home (I live SO far away from his house) and I felt good. Really good! Tonight I will meet him again <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/l/lol.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":lol:" title="LOL" /><br />
~Micheline: She is the manager. She is so calm and soft that sometimes I can't understand her... But yesterday I understood she is a really nice and funny woman, and I had fun talking with her. I am the youngest waitress there, but she really doesn't care. I like her alot.<br />
~Mina: Another manager. She is also funny, and beautiful like Micheline. But she is harder, and... ]]></description>
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                <title>The luckiest girl on earth.</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 30 Sep 2006 05:29:13 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I'll try to keep this entry as short as possible, although I have so many things to write! I must take a shower before I go to work because I feel dirty ^^'''<br />
<br />
Oh! I have already mentioned work. Well.....; *tries to contain her emotion*.... YEAH!!! I started working last tuesday. I take the night shift (7PM~0AM). That means I must clean up everything with 2 other waiters... it's so long and boring! At least I get to eat free Japanese cooking everynight <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/h/heart.gif" width="15" height="13" alt=":heart:" title="Heart" /> <br />
I usually run alot during my shift, and I love to keep smiling at customers and the people I work with. However, some customers constantly hit on me, and that's really annoying -_-'<br />
<br />
Yesterday was my free day! I went to Lea's house for dinner with Diane. I LOVE Lea's little brother! He is SO SO SO SO SO cute. His name is "Edgar", isn't that just adorable? It's the same name as the villian in the Aristocats disney movie. I dig Edgars. Last year when I went to Lea's house for dinner, he told his sister that I have beautiful hair <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/h/heart.gif" width="15" height="13" alt=":heart:" title="Heart" /> AHAH! It's so cute to say so.<br />
<br />
Anyway dinner was so nice, I love talking to those 2 girls! We drank 2 bottles of whine, burned part of the kitchen while cooking a "banane flambé" with Cognac liquor, and *maybe* various other little side drinks. I don't need to say I was completely drunk by 1AM! My state of drunkness made me realize how lucky I am to have friends like Diane and Lea. They are like so intelligent and kind, I feel sort of "honored" to be their friend.<br />
<br />
This morning I woke up with such a strong headache! In the backroom of my brain, my mind found pieces of a dream I had during the night.. It was about a person I care alot about, and I started thinking about him (it was 8:30 in the morning!!). He lives about 10,000km far from me, so phone calls are quite expensive but I couldn't resist and I ringed his cell phone. He's such a sweet guy, I mean, lately I've been thinking so much about him, about us... well, after ringing him, my sleepy eyes realized that today I had a meeting at 10:00 at the university, sort of "welcome meeting"... He called me back and we talked about 5 minutes and 48 seconds before I hung up with the intention of sleeping again. But my mind is too pure ( <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/l/lol.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":lol:" title="LOL" /> ), and I couldn't sleep knowing I would miss the meeting. So I hurried and got up, washed my face, got dressed and ran. I arrived on time! My uni is like SO far from my house, it takes about 1 hour to arrive (sometimes more, especially if you don't run).<br />
<br />
At the uni I met some of my future teachers and, of course, the director. He was like.. "The class rooms can contain 200 students. But this year, we have 650 students in the Japanese faculty.". You get the idea.<br />
Other than that, he focused on the point that this uni is the only university in the world where students can study one culture at 100%. I am so happy about it and all classes seem interesting to me! Even if I will enter the first year, some classes are completely in Japanese. It's weird, but I guess it will be SO useful in the future.<br />
<br />
At the beginning of this post I said I would keep this short, so, yeah....<br />
Byebye~<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Mistress of Horror...</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 25 Sep 2006 14:16:18 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ ...oh yeah baby!<br />
<br />
Today was the most intense day of artistic production. I even forgot to eat. I just drew all day, in front of my computer, while listening to music... But what can I do? I just am NEVER pleased with what I draw.<br />
<br />
Two nights ago I watched, at my cool uncle's house, 2 episodes of the American TV show "Masters of Horror". One was directed by Dario Argento and the other by Takashi Miike.<br />
<br />
Now, you all remember Dario Argento from his horror movie "Euphoria", right? It was scary, right? Well that episode he directed was so scary that apparently, American television refused to broadcast it! Just for the record, the name of the episode is: Jenifer. The story is INCREDIBLY interesting, but... oh my! Never trust girls with beautiful bodies and ugly faces.<br />
<br />
The other episode was wonderfully shot in ancient Japan. Beautiful (or almost!) geisha's, an American man full of regrets... It's a nice start for a horror story, isn't it? But I'm sure you won't be able to even IMAGINE the horrors that will follow. Just to give an idea: American and French telelvision didn't even BUY the episode. It was purely gore, I have no words to describe the violence of that episode... The worst part is that while I was watching, I thought "they cannot show that, it's too horrible!", but they DID show it, they showed everything! As my uncle said: "Only Japanese people can think about such horrible things." (<--he was deadly serious!).<br />
<br />
<br />
I don't have much to say... Just that tomorrow I'm going to start working!! I've been hired by a sort of Japanese restaurant. I am so happy!!! Let's hope the uniform doesn't make me look fat~<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Pasta Fredda</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 19 Sep 2006 04:10:40 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Today's entry will be... more practical.<br />
<br />
My friend Diane, who works on the Champs Elysées (how lucky she is), has realized yesterday that if she eats at the restaurant where she works everyday, for 1.50euros a day, in one month she would spend at least 40euros. That was a shocking fact for her, who never liked maths, eheh.<br />
<br />
So my mission is now to bring her lunch every day when I can <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/h/heart.gif" width="15" height="13" alt=":heart:" title="Heart" /><br />
<br />
Today I have cooked PASTA FREDDA! It is an italian VERY SIMPLE recipe; pasta fredda means "cold pasta".<br />
It is typically italian and very cheap to make, so here I go, a 100% south of Italy delicious recipe:<br />
<br />
Ingredients:<br />
*short pasta (NOT spaghetti; you can use any type of short pasta like "penne", or "orecchiette" or whatever, but nothing long^^)<br />
*mozzarella cheese<br />
*fresh little tomatoes<br />
*basil leaves OR dry basil<br />
*extra virgin olive oil<br />
*salt<br />
<br />
How to make:<br />
*First, start boiling a lot of water. Once the water is boiling, pour a large quantity of salt in it; don't be afraid of putting too much. Once the water starts boiling again, put pasta in it. Count 100g per person! Read the instructions on the box to know how long it should cook. I personally like it "al dente", and that means normally 11minutes for short pasta.<br />
<br />
*Meanwhile, wash the tomatoes and cut them into little pieces. To know how many tomatoes and how much mozzarella to use, remember that the final dish should have nice colors in harmony; there should not be too much red, too much white or too much yellow (pasta is yellow XD). Put the cut tomatoes in a large bowl (that will contain all the pasta). Also cut the mozzarella cheese into pieces of the same size as tomatoes, and mix the 2 ingredients together. Wash the basil leaves and add them too. If you are using dry basil, wait until the end before putting it.<br />
<br />
*Once the pasta is ready, put it in a separate bowl. Add MUCH olive oil (so that it doesn't get sticky) and wait around 20 minutes for it to get cold. When the pasta is completely cold, pour it in the bowl with tomatoes and mozzarella. At this moment, if you wish, you can add dry basil.<br />
<br />
*Let it rest in the fridge for about 30 minutes, and then....<br />
<br />
The Pasta Fredda is ready! It's my favorite summer dish, along with rice salad... But I will write that recipe another time <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/w/wink.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=";)" title=";) (Wink)" /> ]]></description>
                <author>~rotten-strawberry</author>
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                <title>Parasites</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 15 Sep 2006 05:09:50 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I guess it's time to talk about some books, other than art.<br />
<br />
I have read several books this year, my personal favorites were "The 5th Reign" by Maxime Chattam, "The Green Mile" by Stephen King, "I kill" by Faletti Giorgio and "Coin Locker Babies" by Murakami Ryu.<br />
<br />
A French writer, as well as American, Italian and Japanese ones. It was very interesting for me to concentrate on the difference between the writing styles. The Italian writer concentrated on the beauty of the writing, but not enough on the fluency of the story. <br />
The French writer wanted to make a "french style american scary story", and he sure did succeed. <br />
The American writer wrote with modesty, but he knew how powerful his words are. <br />
The Japanese writer focused only on the details of an entire life, as if it's the details that give the answers to the irrational questions of our life.<br />
<br />
I guess the main difference between the western authors and the easter one is that he western writers had a very rational thinking. However, I am slowly realizing how irrational things are. There is a difference between saying "we are irrational beings" and deeply realizing it. My question is: "Should our behavior be a consequence of the irrational part of our mind?". I mean... Should we accept that sometimes there are things that must be accepted by everyone, even if they are not rules nor written/spoken decisions? I am not just talking about morality, I'm talking about something bigger than that. <br />
While I type this journal entry I also realize there are no words in the languages I speak that can explain my feeling.<br />
For this reason, I can only say "please read those books".<br />
<br />
Meanwhile, I am currently reading "Parasites", another book by Murakami Ryu. From him, I also recommend "Almost transparent Blue", although that one seems to be just a style exercise (to me). Talking about his best seller, "Coin Locker Babies"; "His heroes, descendants of Nimier, Salinger and Fitzgerald, no longer commit suicide. They murder."<br />
<br />
Then, check out Maxime Chattam's trilogy. He is a French writer who was raised in the United States, so his style is hybrid. On the one hand, we can notice his French categoric thinking, on the other hand, his American background cannot go unnoticed. The result is just... amazing.<br />
<br />
As for Faletti Giorgio's book, it's a must. -Some people spend time writing, or reading. But I kill.- ]]></description>
                <author>~rotten-strawberry</author>
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                <title>I found the center of the Earth!</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 09 Sep 2006 15:24:46 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ In French, when we feel sad or a little depressed, we say "my mood is on the ground". Well, at this moment, I should say "My mood is digging the ground". (OK, I am exaggerating alot!)<br />
<br />
<br />
First of all, I just can't stand starting university without having a job. I can't believe how many hours I spent trying to find one, and in the end I know I have no chance of being taken because I'm 17. Being hopeless is kind of depressive. Why is getting a job NOW so important to me? I'll be 18 soon...<br />
<br />
[mood digs]<br />
<br />
Then, one of the people I care the most about decided to act like a selfish prick. He just said everything makes him nervous, that I can't help because I am not next to him (physically), that he doesn't want to think about anything.. yeah ok, what about our relationship? He is just isolating himself and making me suffer, on purpose maybe? I told him I would never show up or call him again, unless he asked me to. He just answered "ok". That "ok" broke my heart. I want to cry everytime I think of him.<br />
<br />
[keeps digging]<br />
<br />
I keep hearing a buzz in my ears! I cannot stand it anymore! It makes me irritated from the moment I wake up until I finally can fall asleep (with the kind help of sleeping pills). Around 6 or 7 months ago I was hospitalized for a similar problem, but actually at that time I also had become deaf by one ear. The doctor told me that he could only take care of that problem, but the buzz cannot be helped. Yeah, it's all mental.... meds won't help a bit.<br />
<br />
[digs deeper]<br />
<br />
My mother pisses me off. This is a problem every person my age has. The thing is that I also piss myself off! I can't do anything the way I want it to be done. My mother said I want to be perfect too much. But it's not true...<br />
Just take art, for example. I deeply and truly want to be an artist. All I can draw is crap! Okay, some people may say it's still better than the average, but hey! Take a look to some DA artist, you'll understand why i'm so depressed about this. Still, I know I just need practice and I will draw better in the future. <br />
<br />
[I found the center of the Earth. Man it's hot down (or up?) here]<br />
<br />
Even the "Little Mermaid" soundtrack can't cheer me up! Oh wait, I guess that if I listen to the "Les Poissons" song, it might work <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/l/lol.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":lol:" title="LOL" /> That song has such a power on me, it makes me laugh just everytime I listen to it. <br />
I'm sure it is normal to be a little depressed from time to time. I hope it will go away soon! I like being cheerful. And I know so many people are in a worser situation than mine... ]]></description>
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                <title>Poor Unfortunate Souls</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 07 Sep 2006 13:56:02 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ (As K.Minogue would say, I just can't get this out of my head. This song is just GREAT. Perfect. Incredible. It makes me shiver, tremble and well, it's one of Disney's greatest moments.)<br />
<br />
<br />
[Ursula:]  The only way to get what you want is to become<br />
           a human yourself.<br />
[Ariel:]   Can you do that?<br />
[Ursula:]  My dear, sweet child. That's what I do - it's<br />
           what I live for. To help unfortunate merfolk -<br />
           like yourself - poor souls with no one else to<br />
           turn to.<br />
<br />
I admit that in the past I've been a nasty<br />
They weren't kidding when they called me, well, a witch<br />
But you'll find that nowadays<br />
I've mended all my ways<br />
Repented, seen the light and made a switch<br />
True? Yes<br />
<br />
And I fortunately know a little magic<br />
It's a talent that I always have possessed<br />
And here lately, please don't laugh<br />
I use it on behalf<br />
Of the miserable, lonely and depressed<br />
(Pathetic)<br />
<br />
Poor unfortunate souls<br />
In pain<br />
In need<br />
This one longing to be thinner<br />
That one wants to get the girl<br />
And do I help them?<br />
Yes, indeed<br />
Those poor unfortunate souls<br />
So sad<br />
So true<br />
They come flocking to my cauldron<br />
Crying, "Spells, Ursula please!"<br />
And I help them?<br />
Yes, I do<br />
<br />
Now it's happened once or twice<br />
Someone couldn't pay the price<br />
And I'm afraid I had to rake 'em 'cross the coals<br />
Yes, I've had the odd complaint<br />
But on the whole I've been a saint<br />
To those poor unfortunate souls<br />
<br />
[Ursula:]  Have we got a deal?<br />
[Ariel:]   If I become human, I'll never be with my father<br />
           or sisters again.<br />
[Ursula:]  But you'll have your man. Life's full of tough<br />
           choices, innit? Oh - and there is one more thing.<br />
           We haven't discussed the subject of payment.<br />
[Ariel:]   But I don't have any -<br />
[Ursula:]  I'm not asking much. Just a token, really, a<br />
           trifle. What I want from you is . . . your voice.<br />
[Ariel:]   But without my voice, how can I -<br />
[Ursula:]  You'll have your looks! Your pretty face! And don't<br />
           underestimate the importance of body language! Ha!<br />
<br />
The men up there don't like a lot of blabber<br />
They think a girl who gossips is a bore<br />
Yes, on land it's much preferred<br />
For ladies not to say a word<br />
And after all, dear, what is idle prattle for?<br />
<br />
Come on, they're not all that impressed with conversation<br />
True gentlemen avoid it when they can<br />
But they dote and swoon and fawn<br />
On a lady who's withdrawn<br />
It's she who holds her tongue who gets her man<br />
<br />
Come on, you poor unfortunate soul<br />
Go ahead!<br />
Make your choice!<br />
I'm a very busy woman<br />
And I haven't got all day<br />
It won't cost much<br />
Just your voice!<br />
You poor unfortunate soul<br />
It's sad<br />
But true<br />
If you want to cross a bridge, my sweet<br />
You've got to pay the toll<br />
Take a gulp and take a breath<br />
And go ahead and sign the scroll!<br />
Flotsam, Jetsam, now I've got her, boys<br />
The boss is on a roll<br />
This poor unfortunate soul ]]></description>
                <author>~rotten-strawberry</author>
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                <title>To hope or not to hope, that is the question.</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 06 Sep 2006 02:58:52 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Well well well.<br />
Doesn't it suck to be 17?<br />
I am desperately trying to get a job, but apparently I can't work due to my age. Well, I COULD work, but not after 9PM. And that seems to be a problem!<br />
<br />
Anyway yesterday I had my very first job interview, which went very well. I am sure that I did good, because I've always been excellent in conversation LOL <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/l/lol.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":lol:" title="LOL" /> Here are the questions (forgive the bad english):<br />
<br />
Lady: so, are you under 18?<br />
<br />
Me: yes, I am.<br />
<br />
L: that would be a problem, by the law, you cannot work after 9PM<br />
<br />
M: I believe I can work in the afternoon as well, and I am redy to be working on weekends too.<br />
<br />
(keep on talking a little, the lady goes to see her manager I believe, then comes back)<br />
<br />
L: okay, now let's start the questions!<br />
<br />
<br />
At the end of the interview, which lasted LONG, she seemed to like me. However, she said: "it's a problem that you are 17. But I see you really want to work. I will talk about you to my superiors"<br />
<br />
Should I hope or should I not? They're supposed to call me back...<br />
Just in case, I've sent my resume to some other places like starbucks coffee etc...<br />
<br />
Today I'll go to PARIS! yay! With Diane! double yay! I will leave a resume in a shop called SEPHORA. Frangrance, beauty care and maken up shop. hihihi, that would be my girlish paradise.<br />
<br />
I want to thank Rita for her support <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/h/heart.gif" width="15" height="13" alt=":heart:" title="Heart" /> thank you my dear. We don't know eachother, but your kind words mean alot to me. ]]></description>
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                <title>So lucky!!</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 01 Sep 2006 10:22:07 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ This week must have been the luckiest week of my life;<br />
<br />
first of all, I found a job! I just sent my resume to McDonald's and another French chain restaurant's company, and both called me back the day after! The McDo guy told me it's sure that I will work for them.... MONEY yay! The meeting with the "boss" is on tuesday. I'm sure it will be alright.<br />
My friend Diane got called by the other company, but they said they want to meet her before deciding. I'm sure they will take her <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/h/heart.gif" width="15" height="13" alt=":heart:" title="Heart" /><br />
Tomorrow morning we will decide which clothes to wear, how I love doing this kind of stuff!! I'm such a girlish girl <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/l/lol.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":lol:" title="LOL" /><br />
Working at McDonald's isn't my greatest aspiration, however, I need money, my taste is rather expensive. When I told my father he was so worried, and he was like: "Are you sure? Will you be able to study? If you want, I can give you money! Just ask!" He's so worried that I will finally become an adult, it's almost cute...<br />
<br />
I feel like my life is completely changing, and sometimes I wish to go back to when the world seemed wonderland, when I didn't need to care about anything, when my mom would take care of me costantly... I guess that from now on I will have more and more responsibilities.<br />
<br />
I had such a happy childhood... I just wish my "adulthood" will be happy as well. I don't want to waste my time, I decided to seek for happiness in every place, every moment, every person I meet. Time passes too fast, we should take every opportunity we have with wisdom and passion. Otherwise, our lives would be grey and depressive. (my best friend Eugix helped me to remember this important rule of life, so I thank her)<br />
<br />
Oh and tomorrow afternoon I will take the train to go to the south of France, to see my grandparents. I'll stay there only for 2 days, because of the meeting on Tuesday... I want to see them anyway, no matter what, now that they are still alive and feeling okay.<br />
<br />
Oh, at this moment, I want to eat <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/sushi.gif" width="21" height="17" alt=":sushi:" title="Sushi" /> (random...) ]]></description>
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                <title>A new day has started!</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 31 Aug 2006 01:53:22 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Yes, another one.<br />
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The sun is shining and today I and Diane will go to search for a part time job! How great <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/h/heart.gif" width="15" height="13" alt=":heart:" title="Heart" /><br />
<br />
This morning I had an appointment with a guy who came to fix my laptop computer, which had been broken for one week but then suddenly worked again, so we just had coffee together. He was such a nice guy, around 45 or 50 years old, with icy blue eyes and blonde hair. I had called his company to say my computer works again, but they said it's better if someone comes to check it. When he arrived, I was still sleeping. So I had to welcome him in a pajama and sleepy voice. But he seemed to be a cool guy and he said: "don't worry, in my head I feel the same as you now".<br />
We drank coffee but I noticed that I shouldn't drink coffee anymore! It's too late. But I drank only a little bit... And talked with him alot, eheh.<br />
<br />
My friend Diane is sleeping. We were supposed to party yesterday night but since I took sleeping meds I slept at around midnight, and she just watched TV alone all night... No party.<br />
<br />
Today's plan is:<br />
<br />
*eat ice cream in the new italian "gelateria"<br />
*go to paris to find a part time job next to our universities<br />
*go to a job agency to find a full time job for vacation times<br />
*come back here, and have another ice cream! joking <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/l/lol.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":lol:" title="LOL" /><br />
<br />
To tell the truth, now I only want to watch the movie "The Lady in the Water" by M.Night Shyalaman, I like his movies even if people say they are not good. ]]></description>
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                <title>Cute VS Beautiful</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 26 Aug 2006 16:24:41 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Today, while taking a shower, I started thinking bout many things.<br />
<br />
First, I thought that my father had 3 daughters, and no sons.<br />
When I was born, my older sister was 15. My first childhood memory is when she was graduating from highschool. We were living in Rome, Italy. I remember entering her room while she was studying on her text book, almost completely underlined with yellow markers... I don't remember my exact feeling, I must have been 3 or 4 (I believe she graduated at age 19), but I remember being fascinated by that underlined book. After high school she attended university to study criminology (what an interesting subject), but she gave up at the age or 21 or 22 because she had a baby with her boyfriend. I remember my father's expression when he saw the baby. It was like... "I will never forgive you". He was not proud of my sister, but he should have hid it.<br />
<br />
My younger sister is currently 15 and she already has a boyfriend. She repeated first grade of highschool twice, because she never studies. She also has a boyfriend, who is 21 years old, and she said she wants to stop high school when she turns 16 (the legal age in Italy to stop studying) to live with him and start working. My father keeps showing and telling that he is not proud of her either.<br />
<br />
My father used to be a famous and young surgeon (for his generation) who shared with my mother the passion of decorating houses. He and my mother used to buy old houses to re-decorate them and sell them again. That was their passion. My mother shamelessly told me how I was conceived in an appartment in Bologna (Italy) that they sold for 3 times the price they bought it. There are some things that parents should keep for themselves sometimes.<br />
<br />
So anyway, I am the middle daugther. I graduated from highschool at age 17 with a high score, I have a passion and I intend to go to university. I traveled throughout Europe and to Japan 4 times since I turned 15. I believe my passions should become my life, and I fight to obtain what I want.<br />
<br />
Still, I am very jealous of my sisters sometimes. They just live their lives happily, even if they have problems, they didn't study and they don't have a passion. They are just happy with what they have, and they are beautiful. I remember that some years ago, I and my 2 sisters were in Rome with my father... One of my father's friends came in and said:<br />
"Ma che belle figlie che ha, dottore!" (your daughters are beautiful, doctor)<br />
But the truth is that my 2 sisters are beautiful; they have always been. People always tell me I am cute, or pretty, but never beautiful. <br />
<br />
To tell the truth, I consider myself lucky. But my mind lacks of simplicity. I laugh easily and cry easily. I just don't know what to do, even if I am the luckiest person of this messy family of mine.<br />
<br />
Here comes Japan. Japan has become very important for me... It is probably the only place where I feel fine. I always went to Japan when I was on vacation and the mixture of free time, loneliness and Japanese "detachement" made me feel like myself. I don't fully understand Japanese mentality, but I sure feel good around my Japanese friends or Japanese people in general. People think that Japanese people are hypocrites, but that is an absurd exaggeration coming from ignorant mouths. I believe there are no words to explain how I felt there. But I might be wrong. I recently found out that this whole experience in Japan changed my life, and it was a short life until now. But even if I am young, I know that this country will play an important role in my future, and so will some of the wonderful (Japanese) people that I met there. And I don't care if someone thinks I am crazy, like my 2 sisters do.<br />
<br />
This entry is extremely long and I shouldn't write such personal things however, I feel like posting it. I also want to say that my friend Diane is back from Germany, and I can't wait to meet her <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/h/heart.gif" width="15" height="13" alt=":heart:" title="Heart" /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Miracle on the 4th floor</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 26 Aug 2006 05:55:31 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Yesterday night my laptop came back to life.<br />
Why, whose work was it? How.... I'll stop asking questions and just be happy <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/f/floating.gif" width="34" height="15" alt=":floating:" title="Floating" /><br />
<br />
Also... I'm having fun with <a href="http://eugix.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/e/u/eugix.gif" width="50" height="50" alt="" title="eugix" /></a> , my all time best friend! She is so crazy and cute! Yesterday night we watched Mary Poppins and sang "supercalifragilistichespiralidocious" (i hope i spelled it right, eheh) all night long....<br />
<br />
"supercalifragilistichespiralidocious, even though the sound of it is something quite...... if you spell it right you might......" <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/blahblah.gif" width="37" height="15" alt=":blahblah:" title="You talk too much!" /> To tell the truth we sang the italian version, which is weird.<br />
<br />
This morning I could almost watch Salvador Dali's paintings with Taka; on the phone he also was watching a book with his paintings at the same time as I did. <br />
<br />
I and Eugix build some objects with salt dough. I made some sushi and onigiri shaped sculptures. They came out pretty well. Can't wait to paint them! She made a dragon. ]]></description>
                <author>~rotten-strawberry</author>
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                <title>FCUK</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 19 Aug 2006 23:53:13 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ This morning my computer died!!!! My new laptop died on me!!!!<br />
I'm so.... disappointed..... all my files are going to be lost because I didn't back up since I have it. T_T<br />
I hope the guarantee works, because it was SO expensive. ]]></description>
                <author>~rotten-strawberry</author>
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                <title>Guns N Roses</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 19 Aug 2006 03:48:19 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Oh yes, I finally have Guns N' Roses best of album. <br />
But I just can't be happy about it, too much stuff in my head... I just don't know what to do now.<br />
<br />
My best friend is coming over from Italy soon, and I keep forgetting the exact day I have to pick her up.<br />
I keep hearing a little buzz in my ears all the time, it's so annoying. Last time I had this, I had to go to the hospital for one whole week, and it was so damn boring.<br />
I MUST finish all my Gaia commissions on time. Must color 2 pics and still have to sketch one third picture. <br />
This morning I mixed white and color laundry, so now my favorite top is brown.<br />
<br />
But the most problematic thing is that I don't know what to do with myself... I don't know what I want, so I keep myself busy 24/7 just not to think about the decisions to take. I keep waking up at 6 (or not later than 8), I just keep my mind off the things I should think about by cleaning up, watching TV, drawing, listening to music... But I don't enjoy anything -_-<br />
<br />
I couldn't even enjoy POTC II, too bad because it was a great movie.<br />
<br />
And man, I miss Japan. It's incredible how I got used to that country. It's never a problem to arrive there, I get used to the atmosphere immediately and I have no jet lag problems. The cultural shock occurs everytime I go back to France.. Yesterday I was feeling so lost because everybody around me spoke French. And the weather here is just too cold... 15°C, can you believe that? We're in August! ]]></description>
                <author>~rotten-strawberry</author>
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                <title>Rectification</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 17 Aug 2006 13:09:13 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I recently got some notes by a few people who, let's say it, like my art (not so many though).<br />
They were "complaining" about the fact that I have ONLY animation style drawings on this account.<br />
<br />
Well, yes I do.<br />
<br />
ONLY animation style drawings.<br />
<br />
I used to post photos, portraits and so much more, but I decided to KEEP THOSE FOR MYSELF. These drawings are the junk section of my artistic production, even if I feel pretentious calling myself an artist. I just enjoy drawing, and most of these drawings are the results of doodling and sudden passion/interest for various things. Such as movies, or memories...<br />
<br />
I will soon post the drawings I could make in Nagoya! Nagoya rules! The best city in Japan! But I have visited only 5 cities in Japan, so I should say Nagoya is the best among the 5 cities I have visited. Kamakura was a little too cultural, Tokyo was a little too modern. Shizuoka was a little too lost, but Nagoya was a great mix of all those. And who doesn't love its pork speciality, "misokatsu"? If you ever happen to go to Nagoya, eat that. Don't ask, just eat it. It's delicious.<br />
<br />
Yes, Japan sushi samurai arigato konnichiwa... and all that jazz. (sorry for the sudden randomness). I don't feel like talking about Japan though, but about the great people that I know there. Some people made me truly happy and I thank them for that.<br />
<br />
Oh well this entry is already way too long, so bye for now. ]]></description>
                <author>~rotten-strawberry</author>
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                <title>Nagoya -16</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 17 Aug 2006 12:40:47 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ In 2 weeks I'll be in Nagoya city, Japan. I'll be sharing an apartment with Shingo for 6 weeks, isn't that great?<br />
However, we've had a bad fight yesterday, I hope that things will get better before I arrive.<br />
Oh well, since he works until late afternoon, that will leave me much time to draw and visit the city (I've been to Nagoya only once, and I didn't have the time to act like a tourist <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/g/giggle.gif" width="17" height="15" alt=":giggle:" title="Giggle" /> ).<br />
<br />
I still have 2 exams before taking that plane... I'm gonna get back to work. ]]></description>
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                <title>Japan dreaming!</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 26 Mar 2006 00:14:45 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ today is the day of total relaxation.... SUNDAY!<br />
I should be writing about myself;<br />
well, the main news is that I will be moving for 1 or 2 months to japan this summer in an apartment with Shingo. I'm so happy!<br />
Then, we will take the same flight and come back to France.<br />
Besides, he asked me: "would it bother you to live in Japan?" (he asked that only when I showed how unconfortable I was about the subject, because before he just assumed I was ok with it). I said that it is a hard decision. I don't know! I would miss France so much! ]]></description>
                <author>~rotten-strawberry</author>
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                <title>random thoughts</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 23 Dec 2005 04:12:45 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ mmhh..... i think i should update my gallery soon... ]]></description>
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                <title>Star Wars expo yay</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 28 Oct 2005 03:41:53 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Okay now people listen..... did you know about the Star Wars expo in Paris?? I didn't, until now.<br />
So, today, I'm gonna go talk to Chewie and Master Yoda. It's the only purpose of my life, after all.<br />
To all my padawans,<br />
DISMISSED!<br />
thank you for your attention,<br />
<br />
L. ]]></description>
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                <title>BACK!</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 26 Aug 2005 15:39:43 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ OK... sorry.. I couldn't keep my promise.... there are no huge updates, only a little pathetic doodle. sorry.<br />
<br />
..but anyway, japan was great ^__^<br />
<br />
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                <title>Working on..</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 15 Jul 2005 06:21:37 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Going on vacation to JAPAN tomorrow ( a lot of <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/sushi.gif" width="21" height="17" alt=":sushi:" title="Sushi" /> yay!)... I'll stay there 1 month; I'm not sure that I'll have the internet connection there coz my "japanese pc" broke <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/f/frown.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":(" title=":( (Sad)" /> sorry guys, I maybe won't be able to post anything for a while. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/sniff.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":sniff:" title="Sniff" /><br />
To all my watchers: You can be sure that you'll have HUGE updates when I come back!! <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/h/heart.gif" width="15" height="13" alt=":heart:" title="Heart" /><br />
<br />
I'm actually working on 3 pics:<br />
Michiru & Haruka for <a href="http://tsutsa.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/t/s/tsutsa.jpg" width="50" height="50" alt="" title="tsutsa" /></a> -->[DONE]<--<br />
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Luke Skywalker and his crew in a pub for <a href="http://thenota.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/t/h/thenota.jpg" width="50" height="50" alt="" title="thenota" /></a><br />
<br />
..... I'm pretty busy! But I didn't forget you people! ]]></description>
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