Today I learned a new word:
Frenetic.
It means: "fast and energetic in a rather wild and uncontrolled way."
Yesterday was frenetic.
I was in such a rush that I got to St Pancreas station ten minutes before my train was supposed to leave.
When I finally got there and I was waiting in line I realised my feet felt weird. They were too cold. I forgot to wear my shoes. There was nothing I could do about it so i just took a deep breath and waited.
Then a little woman took me aside and told me I had been selected for a random security check. I told her:
"Thank you so much, but I'm afraid I don't have time! "
I ran straight to my train and when I finally sat down I let out a huge breath. only to realise I was sitting on someone's lap. This someone did not seem too happy because I crinkled his newspaper.
The train ride after that, I don't remember much of because I fell asleep and dreamed the whole time about something I most definitely do not feel comfortable talking about. All I can tell you is that I woke up with a very red face.
When we got to Gard du Nord I did not feel so good because I was scared to come back to an empty house with no noise.
The whole taxi ride home my stomach was telling me he felt dizzy. I told him "It's okay" but my brain knew that it was not okay.
As we got nearer to my house I saw something sitting on my doorstep. I told the driver:
"Monsieur, ici s'il vous plait!", I hopped out and walked right over to inspect.
It was Quentin.
Quentin with a very angry red face.
Quentin who pushed me over and walked right back to the cafe without saying a word.
And there was a very confused me.
A very very confused me.
Frenetic.
It means: "fast and energetic in a rather wild and uncontrolled way."
Yesterday was frenetic.
I was in such a rush that I got to St Pancreas station ten minutes before my train was supposed to leave.
When I finally got there and I was waiting in line I realised my feet felt weird. They were too cold. I forgot to wear my shoes. There was nothing I could do about it so i just took a deep breath and waited.
Then a little woman took me aside and told me I had been selected for a random security check. I told her:
"Thank you so much, but I'm afraid I don't have time! "
I ran straight to my train and when I finally sat down I let out a huge breath. only to realise I was sitting on someone's lap. This someone did not seem too happy because I crinkled his newspaper.
The train ride after that, I don't remember much of because I fell asleep and dreamed the whole time about something I most definitely do not feel comfortable talking about. All I can tell you is that I woke up with a very red face.
When we got to Gard du Nord I did not feel so good because I was scared to come back to an empty house with no noise.
The whole taxi ride home my stomach was telling me he felt dizzy. I told him "It's okay" but my brain knew that it was not okay.
As we got nearer to my house I saw something sitting on my doorstep. I told the driver:
"Monsieur, ici s'il vous plait!", I hopped out and walked right over to inspect.
..............................................................................................................................
It was Quentin.
Quentin with a very angry red face.
Quentin who pushed me over and walked right back to the cafe without saying a word.
And there was a very confused me.
A very very confused me.
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