french singing

so...last friday was epic fun. we went to an 'irish' pub/bar/club thing in paris, which i was uber stoked on considering i had heard it was awesome. no lies. it was. best part, however, was the AMAZING playlist of english party classics (imagine YMCA and Grease soundtrack tunes mixed with normal club plays)....no picture non-english speaking french people JAMMING and singing along to these songs....i have never IN MY LIFE heard anything as funny as a french person, accent and all, singing the WRONG WORDS to 'Grease Lightning'.....disgustingly fun times...haha.

follow-up to previous post.

ok. so its been forever and a day. i know. too bad i was too busy blocking my parents from the majority of my facebook content. it was absolutely necessary; they were reaching all-star creeper status.

on a lighter note...and one whose follow-ups will most certainly not be accessible to the now shut-out parental units, this weekend is going to be fun. i can feel it in my bones. a house of just au pair girls. and alcohol. stoked, to say the least.

the last two weekends have been uber fun, so im excited to go for three in a row.....

parents and social networking

so i have come to the conclusion that any and all 'information' gathered by my parents about my life/recent outings through facebook creepage is their problem. haha. i am, lucky me, friends with both my parents (as well as a gang of other parental-esque family members and friends), and recently, via fb stalking, my mother has become increasingly concerned about how i spend my free time/money. haha. i am justifying my choices by telling myself that she is the one who signed up for facebook, and is fishing around...and then i remember all the stories she has told me of her 'younger days'...and i realize i need no justification, because nothing i do will ever be as gangster as mama OR dad were...hahahaha.