Some of my friends have blogs.
They've blogs that they keep up-to-date on a nearly daily basis.
These friends are doing their year in another country with a bunch of cool people, have tons of fun stuff happening to them, they go to parties, they go to pubs (not much different after all), they see people falling in the streets, have a close group to hold on, to hang out with, well, in other words, they're experiencing.

I'm rather a home-quiet boy. Meaning that I don't enjoy parties that much - in any case, not *too many* parties a week. There are many occasions on which I'd rather stay in my calm homeplace rather than going to busy places. That's what I call being a loner but with a slightly modified meaning. I have my friends and I enjoy being with them, just not all the time and in parties, etc. I'm not asocial, if you prefer. And at any rate I couldn't really afford it anyway.

Would it then be correct to assume that my life is boring ?

I can't make up my mind. It certainly lacks a bit of fun. But I don't really mind it...
Then I wonder.
If I was currently in Canada (where, needless to remind you, I plan on going next year), would it be so different ?
I bet for yes.
First of all, I'd live in the very university itself, so I couldn't really avoid being in constant contact of other students. Secondly, usually, foreigner groups tend to gather as it provides security and help for starters. Thirdly, it's just how life is there (although it seems to be here too, from what the parisbouge.com website says... yet I mostly hear about Erasmus parties, how ironic is that ?).
Would I mind ?
I guess not. As long as it doesn't ruin me and that I actually have the choice to stay alone when I feel like it.

(pause here : my father started rambling on the european constitutionnal treaty again and this does require me to reply)

So what's the problem and why am I rambling about it ?
Well, it's just that I sort of like a bit of change, but at the same time I really fancy staying here. Mmm.
Trouble is : I'm getting older. Already 21 years old. Not been living that much in the end. Mostly kept to my own work fun and quiet little life. Bah. I still have many years to live. But still - where are my teens ?!

And then, a so quiet life means meeting less new people, nearly none outside of university (and as I was implying, our university isn't the easiest place to meet people - no campus, etc). Then my loner personnality gets problems with something nasty which presence has been growing up and up along those last years... the whore-me !

I already referred to the whore-me, so I assume I don't need to introduce him. Just take a look at the tests in my October entries (and also, down here).
Mind you, I'm just not being helped. My friends are truly sex-obsessed themselves, whether they're irc/.net friends or real life friends. As you can see :

02/11/2005 (¬) 23:16:07 - <Diseased_Punk> the only bad side effect of the kombucha is that it gives your sex drive a boost

This is just ONE line taken out of... thousands. Not to mention that James here is like, referring to sex all the time, even if we're not into a sex-related conversation. What to expect from me after that, I wonder !

Real life friends, as I was saying, are just as affected. The only difference is that it's more subtle, and often undermeant :

Luce : Big boobs are annoying, it's so easy to get a cold with those.

Of course, this could sound innocent... but then, the reference to breasts is just like, highlighted. The english translation isn't worth anything anyway.

Okay, so much for proving that. I'll do better.
( Meanwhile, a few more tests. )

I have all I need for a perfect life... I'd just have not to worry about CIA black spots, riots in the northeastern parisian suburbs, and generally how badly the world goes.
If only.

And here goes the cold again.
Some would reckon it's mad... Yet, one week very cold, three days very hot and sunny, and now, it's windy and cold again.
Weird.
I was watching some anims on Wilma over the Internet (yay, I finally cleaned my screen !) and I was like, woah, I'm glad I'm not living there. Then I thought that I didn't understand how them american administration members still deny the ozon hole and that they're causing most of the pollution around (around one quarter !). Gulf of Mexico area has always been experiencing storms and hurricanes... But don't go telling me that so many violent hurricanes in so little time are normal. They're out of names for this year, and might have to rely on the greek alphabet if any comes next !

But then, the weather is just like how life is.

Life's random. As proves :

(¬) 15:38:38 - <sampanther> brb... off to burn a cd
(¬) 15:40:36 - <Afrix> mmmMmmm toasty cds ^_^
(¬) 15:48:18 - <Saturne-II> yes
(¬) 15:48:23 - <Saturne-II> butter on toasted cd yum !

Don't ask me. I swear I never ate toasted CDs.

Bright side, university's going well... Third year isn't that busy after all.
( If you can be bothered, here are the subjects we have. )

France 2 has interesting documents they broadcast on second half evenings, every friday. That's called Contre-Courant and are usually damn good. Yesterday's first document was about a UNHCR french guy who worked with Bernard Kouchner in Kosovo and was killed on duty. He was working on giving donation money directly to the inhabitants to rebuild their houses, rather than going through non-governmental organisations.
A parallel was made with two UNHCR people working in Congo, to help refugees go back to Rwanda. With all the difficulties that go with the job. And yet again, I feel that's me. That's the sort of things I want to do, or to take part in. I'll definitely look into U.N. study fundings.

In the meantime, I'm trying to live the best I can. University. Webdev jobs. Online chatting. And friends.
I sort of went mad at terathan yesterday evening. There was that discussion on IRC about icelandic girls whose pictures he was showing around. Nothing wrong with that, but some comments that were made drove me mad. And I seemed to commit the mistake to tell him. Crap, I don't like that sort of situation. But he wouldn't listen anyway. He just went like, "this is my channel so I say whatever I want" before dashing away, something he tends to do a lot these days. Fine then, but I don't want to hear that, so I just left. That and blaming me because I was in a good mood, which is how I always am, was just too much for me. I know he's been in a very bad sort of situation, I know it's not that easy, but I hope he will really listen to what I say at some point. And realize that I'm not against him. Really not. But I admit that I was perhaps a bit ruder than what was needed.
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Met someone brilliant over IM. I knew him briefly through some forums I'm attending for a little while now, but just like that. And well, spent hours and hours chatting over the last three days, and I don't know, it's just all good, it just seems to fit. Another reason to bear my usual smile again :)
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Going out to see a movie with llaunje tonight. Don't know what yet (that's when I love to have free wap connections, so I can check the programs from anywhere !), but I'm looking forward to it, it's about time I go out for a change !