michelle, the thief.

[amber, anna, and me. oh, and i stole this from anna, whoops.]

i will not think of exactly how far behind i am in blogging. i will not. 

all i have to say is that this has been on crazy week of traveling, where all time that could've been spent blogging was actually used on: watching friend's episodes, eating chocolate, signing up for classes, and talking with good friends. so i don't regret it. but yikes, is it bothering my ocd more than anything? yes, it is.

moving on [finally]..

last last wednesday [october 12th. yikes.], i went to my art history class aka i finally got to turn in my paper that i've been miniscule-ly [this is a word because i say it is.] obsessing over. such a relief to have that done [SPOILER ALERT: i got an A. boom babies.]

i know i've already talked about how much i love this class and the teacher, but i can't stress it enough. and for some reason, i keep forgetting that i'm actually looking at the real art pieces. maybe i think i'm not good or big enough to look at the real stuff? i don't know, i'm not going to try to psychologically break that down right now, i just don't have the time [<--me pretending to be all stressed and stuff].

[oh, you know, just the ol' ball and chain of a classroom that some people like to call the louvre. it's whatevs.]

and to celebrate, i'm sure you know where we ended up after class:

 [el super burrito]

i always get this burrito. it's just too darn good! and sometimes i wish i was not hungry enough to just get the tacos, but i'm just not that kind of girl. why get those dainty tacos when you can gorge on a burrito full of pork, guac, sour cream, lettuce, salsa, and cheddar cheese? my thoughts exactly.

and of course, we gotta have our amorino's ["gotta have my pops!"]. this was a different location, and as you can see, they piled on that gelato.

after that, we decided to walk around this one random street [i don't remember the name of it, but it doesn't matter and you'll see why soon] with all these shops that i was able to find no clothes that i liked. not even really nice ones to look at. thanks for wasting my time, random street. i award you no recollection on my part.
anyways, after that epic failure of a street [i'm just bitter, i'm sure it was....pretty or something.], we decided to do a paris walk. the walk was over kind of by the opera house, but really took us down by the place du vendome, where we saw the ritz which costs 8000 euro a night [never. NE-VER. i know that all things are relative, but i'd rather spend that money on some freakin' good traveling/food/clothes. so good riddance, ritz.].

[stole this from my friend sam. this is tiff, sam, annie, me, and kelly in front of the opera house.]

[took this from kelly. the picture's a little blurry, but you get the idea. this is tiff, annie, anna, kelly, riley, et moi.]

[the actual monument for place du vendome. is it sad that i only love it for the color?] 

after that, we walked down a way, heading to rue de rivoli, and stopped to look inside a very cool church on the way.

[these are actually my pictures. please, hold your applause.]

pretty sure i've seen about a million and one churches, and they never cease to amaze me on the insides. why the heck do we have to have the same cookie-cutter buildings back in the states? tell me why.

anyways, the day ended with a hamburger patty from my host mom. i didn't take a picture because i'm pretty sure a. you guys already know what one looks like because it is SO AMERICAN AND NOT EVEN FRENCH, and b. because i've already posted a gazillion pictures of them. so use your imagination. and if that fails, just go back a couple posts.