Belgium, Not France

My 3rd year of Comp. Sci., Ling. & French requires a year abroad in a 'french' uni. I'm in Louvain-la-Neuve. People think I'm in french France. I'm in french Belgium. (It could soon become belgian France.) Here's my blog, serving as a log of my year, and a de facto/ad hoc copywriting of some original unpublished gags I've used so that I can show that I coined the "murder a brownie" and "bheith i mo mhuinteoir". Plus, this blog proves that I am not funny.

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Saturday, February 23, 2008

"The report of my debt is an exaggeration"

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Given that I spent c. 2 months in a 2 star hotel at the start of my year abroad, it seems that the money is starting to run out. Plans to ge...

Au Revoir les Enfants...

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This week, I choose to wave my right hand, and say goodbye to the whole club scene thing... ... on the subject of young people and their des...
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