right, positive... positive is good

today is my sister's birthday. that's truly a positive thing. she is a best friend like no other. when we were kids, i remember waking up in the middle of the night sometimes to her being up late when she was in high school. one night, she came into my room to borrow my crayola markers. i woke up, wanted to see what she was doing, and i spent the night watching her sketching her fashion designs on her bed. another night, while she was hanging out with her friends in her room, i came in attempting to be down and hang out and shit, she showed me her chippendales playing cards. i remember on a suit card there's some dude with gel'd up hair, posing on hay or something wearing nothing but chaps. hey, chippendales were huge back then. very popular, you know what i mean.

anyway, other than that, it's been hard to keep up the old blog. time has been moving a lot quicker ever since the time changed. i've been here for almost seven months, and i don't know, something's "hit" me, but i don't know what it is exactly. in any case, i've just gotta maintain positive vibes.

this is very hard to do at times. a lot of confusion. a lot of rebellion. a lot of resentment that not only will the 80s keep coming back, but that, seemingly so, a lot of people my age on the cote d'azur are the living, breathing 80s of 2005. i wonder if that possibly makes sense to anyone other me. did anyone ever watch prime-time soaps of back then? like knot's landing or falcon crest or dynasty or dallas? that's kind of where i'm going with all of that - or, at least, the effect it had on me.

okay, but for real, the positive... i started my french classes yesterday. my class is funny. so i'm laughing a lot. one girl is from ukraine, another girl is from russia, and another girl is from poland; then there is a chinese girl and a half chinese-half japanese girl, a girl from chile, a boy from ecuador, another boy from south america - but i forgot which country. and then there's jane, the american. it's an intermediate class so we're always speaking in french and it seems to go by quickly as there's a lot of info to learn each day. so now every day before i visit home that's what i'm up to until 2pm.

and then there's been this thing subconsciously hanging around in the air, like smoke sitting still in a very humid room. it feels very domestic. kind of along the lines of women with blenders and ironing boards and aprons and things like that. or how being a chipper, talkative female sales rep for triple5soul france is considered "femme fatale" down here in this part of the world. the term is clearly french - it's like how the rolling stones sold america better than your average american back in the day - anyway, ironic, right? or, it's just me.

homegirl's gear... it's positive. the sea looks gorgeous., originally uploaded by mjane.