I was planning on a longer, more inspiring blog post.... but I guess this is all I really want to say:



i don't understand what numbers have to do with success
or what sales have to do with happiness
unless they're the type of sails that will carry me to sea


It was a really nice Spring Break. Only a few more weeks of school. I'm actually really looking forward to Summer, but also coming to the realization that I only have these next to months of normalcy. And then.... everything starts looking a lot more undefined.

I bought this book a couple days ago (with some prodding from Jordan) called D!rty French (yes the "i" is an exclamation point... i donno). It's not all that dirty... well there are some rather un-clean things, but mostly it's just a bunch of slang-ish ways to say hi, complain about things and compliment les filles.

But some useful phrases I now know how to say:

C'est pas moi - It wasn't me.
Ta mère elle a accouché dans une poubelle - Your mother gave birth in a trash can. (the book claims this to be a "classic middle school insult")
On ferait vraiment de très beaux bébés - Our babies would be gorgeous
Je fais partie du groupe - I'm with the band.

Yeah, I'm gonna be using that one a lot,

Clara