le deuxieme chapitre - amsterdam, like woah.

d'accord, so after stressing out all day about how i have to spend every second of today and tomorrow studying for mes examens at the start of next week (because i'm too busy going to Annecy to go skiing in the alps this weekend) i have instead procrastinated doing sweet fuck all for the past 5 hours.... (kudos to you danielle, you we're right... however, mom and dad, i did get a solid study sesh in with danielle earlier today for very serious, studious work. i promise) but now after i have worked so hard i figured what better way to end the night (and procrastinate a little more) than to puff the drag and continue on with chapitre deux... enjoy!

after italy i continued on the theme of livin' la vida loca and was anxiously awaiting the infamous trip to amsterdam. i mean this is the trip that would make dreams come true. amsterdam. cannabis cup. gorgeous boys. and bicycles galore... what more could a girl need?
so naturally being my fuck up self, i decided to go to la chat noir the night before and get absolutely wasted to check out sebastian and mr. oizo. clearly for a show like this its not going to be tame. next thing i know i've guzzle two bottles of wine (neither of which cost over .86 centimes - aka less than a buck) and i'm stumbling (or should i say danielle's carrying me) to the bar.

judging by the pictures i clearly had an absolute blast and made quite a few friends for one night... but from a certain point on, the night becomes an absolute blur. needless to say, anges' attempts of shaking my toes to wake me up for my 6am train failed miserably ("tu était presque mort!"), and when my pulse finally kicked back in and my eyes opened at 8 i knew i had really fucked up this time. booked it to the train station as little as my still drunk legs could take me and rambled off some slur of words en francais that somehow got me a new ticket - and a new hefty hole in my wallet. had the most horrendus train ride of my life to belgium and then to amsterdam. but then i was finally there, at heaven's gate!

amsterdam was so fucking god damn unreal i dont even know how to describe it. just wow. if there's ever a place that i truely belong, this is it. within the first 10 minutes of being intown i found myself sat in dampkring downtown coffeeshop rollin' up a gagger to myself to relieve how terrible the day had been thus far.

next thing i know i'm sitting outside on a bench bartering with some homeless guy about how he'd steal me a bike on the black market if i just gave him some of my baugette hahhahah some of the things i saw in amsterdam were ridonculous... people do everything while riding bikes! pulling suitcases behind them, chattin on the phone.. i saw a MIDGET driving a KIDS bike and it was the funniest thing in the world at the time. "speaking of midgets... there are also some of the NASTIEST women you will ever see in the red light district... even if we're not including the midgets i still stand by that statement." (actual quote from my journal while in town hahahaha) and let me tell you, madame toussard's wax museum gets pretty trippy after a few good tokes.

also managed to check out the sex museam and the heineken brewery

and mostly just get lost around the city all while trying to find myself again and smoking in every coffeeshop along the way. eventually made it to the cannabis cup and it was gloooorious!!! soooo many free samples of heavenly goodness and a new vapourizer to smoke everytime you turned around.

i was pretty much wrote off after this, but still managed to do a bit more sight seeing and have a few more "coffees". i met some pretty dope people on the trip (no pun intended) and then also some just straight up weirdos hahaha went out with peter, the dude who's couch i was crashing on, to a couchsurfing party at the famous dampkring uptown coffeeshop and that was really cool. walked for about an hour outside of amsterdam city one day so that i could find a typical dutch windmill, mission was a success.

other than that i mostly ate a bunch of waffles and smoked a loooooooootta weed. definatly a trip of a lifetime and everything i had ever imagined it to be and more. this is for sure on my list of places to visit again... and soon. and next time i think you should all come along for the ride ;)
it was definatly hard to adjust back to everyday life in the dij once i made it home, but slowly and surely, here i am. still living... just with un petit trou dans mon coeur.

but i believe i have successfully procrastinated enough for tonight and its now late enough that i should go to bed without considering ramming my brain full of grammaire, as fun as that is.

a la prochaine fois, mad love x