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Tomorrow

After a few days lived in semi-autarsie tomorrow we go to Brighton for the St Patrick's day! Back
(planned) Coventry on Tuesday night and take off (expected) to Paris on Wednesday ...
Hopefully as we travel with Flybe ... Normally no need to panic at the Esther share roommate Magalie returned with 10 hours late ... Well it was relaxing Ryanair ...
Tchô! Am gonna miss Coventry
I think ...;)

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Checklist

Before the big trip ... I'm
Ranger
my room Make my last washing
Making a quick vacuuming
Make my suitcase because my suitcase
Redo it is too heavy

Empty Empty my fridge the freezer
Take two pounds for not wasting food
Buy the trick for the rack
Nath Go to last a biblical
Make a cake for the celebration of
crying tonight because I will not see for 5 weeks Magalie
buy a sweater for Marianne
Buy the T-shirt for dad
Being ruined
Buy
Eat sausage Hashbrowns
Tell Magalie that I really not want to go to the gym today
cuddling everyone
do not try to cuddle everyone
Change your mind every two seconds
Depress the idea of being alone in Coventry for two weeks
Depress the idea that there will be only fucking couples the rack Saturday
Tell my parents I miss them and that I I hate to see
Turn off my computer and go get dressed

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Liverpool Pre-Marathon ...

Saturday, we went toward the "beautiful" city of Liverpool ... Scheduled departure at 8:30 am, then wake up at 7am to be at the meeting point at 8am ...
So far so good ...
My alarm goes as planned, I jumped out of my bed like a flower as if it was 11am, and go down below me prepare my "lunch box"!
The return is scheduled for tonight at 22:30, I decided to make two salads. The good mood I start helping VERY carefully cut my small cucumbers, tomatoes my, my salad, my cheese, then I divide all to make two salads ... But I realize that I will be able to do that one with ...
It is 7:15.
So I'm back to my conscientiously cut VERY small cucumbers, tomatoes my, my salad, my cheese, then I make a vinaigrette, then I am definitely a second because I have no idea of quantities ...
I put everything VERY carefully in plastic boxes. It is
7.30.
I take the bus at 7:47.
I live 5 min walk from the bus stop.
I'm in pajamas.
I have not had my breakfast.
I did not my bag. Phlegmatic
But I do not m'affole ...
my housemate Tina arrives in the kitchen, it's 7:35 I'm eating my Rice Krispies, "Are You Taking the 8:10 bus?" "No. No. Why?" "Well you are still in your pjs so ..."
I look at the time.
MEEEEEEERDE.
a stroke phlegm English leaves me.
I climb the steps 4-4, it is 7:40 am. I take off my
PYJ same time I leave my bag, I opened my closet and there ... shit how I dress? Damn they're GROUIIIILLE not care where you're going to miss the bus! "
Listening to this good advice I get the first T-shirt that falls into my hand then I put my old blue sweater in the American flag (yes yes .. .). J'enfourne everything loose in my bag, salads, bananas, wallet, two bottles of water with a half empty and my brush ... yes because I do not have time to untangle my hair tell me I'll I ran into the street!
it is only 7:43 (but I did lose a minute of watching the clock every 10 seconds!).
I descend the stairs in two strides Olympic feeling my pockets to make sure I have my bus pass, student card and my my keys (yes I am pro multi-tasking). Check!
I close the door, I have not gone ten yards when ...
"MEEEEERDE! A fork!"
I run, I fly up the kitchen "which I take mmm, blue, black ..? FOUUUT GROUIIIILLE YOU LOOK!"
I go running into the street, it's 7:45 am I almost stopped when suddenly ...
"MEEEEERDE! Paper!"
Here I start to run as ever, I climb the stairs rather slowly, evidence of the marathon that my stupidity has imposed upon me, I catch the red paper that proves I paid Liverpool.
it is at least 7:50, I do not know ....
I'm so out of breath, I do not even during off ... I see there are people waiting ...
it is still necessary that I get to cross the huge intersection before the 12th arrives ...
I finally found myself on the sidewalk and there ...
the bus arrives ... I got in and I tell my crazy adventures morning ... Liverpool
direction!
No, I did not brush their teeth, no I was not chewing gum, and yes Magalie was sitting next to me but no she did not say anything ... Either I
naturellemnt good breath, or it is nice ...