"She's got a platinum credit card because where she's from, they do not require anything for Platinums. It's just so easy." (overheard from the street)
What kind of a dum dum bank would let this happen? Que imposible!
I cooked dinner - steak with onions, stir-fried brocolli and carrots + spinach and ricotta ravioli on the side.
Ate too much and the [fake] french man talked almost non-stop. I told him some of my woes [for this season] but not all. He asked if I tell my friends everything. I said I tell them bits and pieces cos you just cannot tell one person absolutely everything.
Most often than not, there's not that one person who would fittingly want / care to know every single detail. That taken into consideration and so much more.
He chuckled for he knew what I meant.
So how are things in the life of me? The two things of main concern are the two main dilemmas of most people I know.
One thing I can partly control, the other, I believe someone else is taking charge for me.
I've applied for an online course. Fingers crossed. I have not told the 'rents about it though I would be charging it up to the plastic thang.
If I don't get to go, there's France I can go for. Perhaps I might need a recharge in Paris - go to museums and wander around. Beware of pick pocketers.
Either or. Both is good for moi.
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