Those Who Pétanque July 6th

Whew! Today was a doozy, mes amies! I honestly don't really recall how this day started...probably school? Oh yeah! We took a different route to school today at the request of some of the other girls and gosh that was not a great choice (so damn hot). So we hop onto the most crowded Tram of my life...I didn't support my own body weight because that train was so full of other people who could do it for me. After class I went to the Champs Elysée with Caroline and Tori where we found a cute shirt and a plethora of phone issues. So basically Orange only sells locked phones so I can't buy a phone and sim card there (crap). Then, we headed to class after lots of running around the road and it overall being hectic where I got some crummy news. I did really poorly on my presentation and I lot of the grading is a bit asinine. So that really killed my mood and morale for the day and for this class/trip in general. It's two days later that I write this and I'm still highly on edge regarding this issue as many of the girls are. After getting my heart stomped on a bit we had to/didn't have to but felt obligated to attend a pétanque tournament with Accent at the park. We walked to the park only to find no Accent people and only old men playing the game... So we headed into a nearby restaurant as we were all starving by this point in the day. I needed a drink so I found a Long Island on the menu and figured...it was that kind of day. I had a Long Island and some pasta...maybe it was my sad mood or maybe this was all warranted but...it was all meh. The drink was fine by taste standards...maybe even good? But not strong enough for a drink that supposedly hails from the Jersey shore. I want a drink with a lower back tattoo and shutter shades. This drink was a guy in a too tight Armani Express t-shirt, at best. Not enough trash. 5/10 for keeping it classy. Speaking of keeping it classy, the pasta gave me a hardcore Ron Burgundy moment. I was hungry and we had to order quickly as the kitchen was closing but this pasta was like any other...hot! So I totally felt like that scene in Anchorman where he drinks the milk and was like, "It's so damn hot! Milk was a bad choice." Because pasta was a bad choice. I hardly made a dent in it and I didn't even feel regret. When I don't finish pasta and don't even care that means something was up...maybe it was me, maybe it was this pasta. I don't recommend this dish or place to anyone to go try to figure it out for yourself though. 4/10 Sidenote: the staff here was really nice though.
Anyways, we went and arrived fashionably late to pétanque and noticed that a cute guy from my french class is here with Accent in a different group! Us girls came to a consensus that he is 1. cute 2. looks like Nick Viall 3. bad at pétanque 4. takes pétanque too seriously. Tomorrow I'll have to chat him up in class so he can go out with my friends and I. Then Caroline made an impassioned case for us to get out of the hot as all hell sun and stop watching people throw balls at other balls. We returned home for the remainder of the evening to do homework, enjoy some wine, and gossip about the grueling day we all experienced.

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