The Arcane Society

Chapter 12

June 28th: 10:31 AM FST. Hotel Cambon, Paris, France.

As much as Paris is like a dream, I'm feeling kinda homesick. I can probably hear your screams of outrage but, to make long story short, I'll just make a list of pros and cons and tell you what I feel.

Pros: The Good Stuff

- Art: To believe these famous paintings and sculptures are right there in front of you, are almost unrealistic. I saw the Mona Lisa within 10 feet of me and it was amazing.

- Fashion: Being the fashion capital of the world, it really lives up to its name. I've shopped at some of the most brand names out there, and found some clothes and shoes.

-Metro: That train is super fast and super fun to ride on. Nothing special happened on the metro, but that thing is sure fun to get on every time.

-Food: I've never tried so much food before! And it was delicious! I mean, I went to a 5-star restaurant and by the end of the night, I was spewing rainbows. I could give it a 5/5 but I decided to rank it "Delicious Rainbows" and give it a 6/5

Cons: The Not-so-good Stuff

- The nighttime: It seems that Paris is NEVER asleep at one point. Maybe it's my jet lagged prescription but why can't everyone go to bed at least at one in the morning?

-Traffic: Oh my god, I've never heard so many loud and prolonged car horns 24/7. There's also no such thing as passing too close to the sidewalk...

-Smoking: Nearly EVERYONE I pass by are smoking cigars. I'm almost scared to take a deep breath in the streets. (Because that prison I call school has drilled it into my head that Passive Smoking is bad.)

-Love: Since this is considered "The City of Love", it reminds me too much about school and the social aspect. Probably because I'm still...shaken about the whole love ordeal with you-know-exactly-who. I feel left out of the whole relationship clique.

On a brighter note, I found out from my friend that her crush likes her back. Cybella told Jay that Kayla likes him. Turns out he's okay with that! I'm really happy for Kayla, even though I'm drowning in my own sorrow and pity. Aren't those what friends are for? To be happy for others?? At least, I'm brave enough to pretend to enjoy being the black sheep and put a smile, even though I know exactly what's going on inside me.

My vacation ends on Monday, then it's back to the States. I hope, for the sake of sanity, a new guy comes in next year...