I spent one month traveling across Australia. I didn't really took care of my G account. I am evem surprised to see that it is still on. I gonna try to be a better adherent once I will have a real home again. From bacpacker to friends places it's hard to stay connected.

"Say Hello to the sun!! Say hello to the sun!!!"
I thnk the sun doesn't care... The sun burns my skin even if I say hello. Fuck!!! It hurts!!!
Beach naps...

Tomorrow, I start my ten last days in Noumea. I have a lot of things to do about my accounts, my luggages, the sales of my car, my bed, my PS3, about the souvenirs for friends and family that I have to buy. I have to be tanned for my hollyday month in Australia, I have to get a lot of money for the pubs, the clubs, the restaurants, the zoos, the museums, the people I'll meet there...
So much things to do, to plan, to think about but so much funnier stuffs to do hat distract me from that goal...

Back to basics.
Three weeks before my departure from New Caledonia, I g back to my good old rythm: parties, bars, alcohol, wake up at 1 PM, sleep at 6 AM, cigarets, drunk sex.
Fuck!!! that's goog to be back. I don't really know how I will finish the month on the money point but who cares?? That's fun!!
Love the hollydays!!

Sim is dead.
No one knows him here, except the French communauty I suppose.
He was a French humorist, actor and funny singer. His weird face helped his carrer a lot, it was the base of his humor.



Bye bye the artist, you were a part of my childhood. the truth is that you were a poker humorist but we liked you.

Hamtaro is really a good TV show. Today, he came in a farm with his friends and they took part to the education of ducklings. Then, they all disguised and sang. It was cool!!!
I prefered yesterday because the ham-hams thought that Hamtaro was able to teleport in a picture of art. There was a lot of confusion in the group after it...

I think I've found my next tattoo.

That was a shitty lazy day.
I spent all my free day in my apartment hiding from the sun because of my all new tattoo. No beach, no swimming pool, it's sad when you are starting your last month in New Caledonia.
I have put a lot of a high fat cream ( Bepanthene on my left shoulder and could'nt wear any shirt beacause... well... because it glues. So well.... I spent a lot of time with my PS3 and watched a bunch of old South PArk episodes. That was pretty cool.
Tonight I really would appreciate if I could go to the Bodega (my favourite bar) but... no money for it, I have to save it for my month in Australia.
So well... I'm waiting for an ex girlfriend who want to come to see me before my departure. Will it end in my bed?

Ok, I'm finally a real Suicide Girl member, I'm tattooed since 3 hours: a big polynesian on the left shoulder. It huts, it really hurts... The ones who say that a tattoo is almost painless are real liars.
Well... I'm happy, I really love it. Usefull pain!!

I leave Noumea in a month. After two wonderful years, it will be hard to say goodbye to New Caledonia.

On the other side... one month in Australia + a few monthes with my old fiends + a new adventure in Guyana = great time!!!
Fuck! I love my life!!!

It's 7.00 am, a tuesday morning, I'm still full that great, great Bordeaux and of that bad whisky and I have kept fucking with that same old ex. It's always the same thing: a guy leaves her, she cooks a quiche, I buy a Bordeaux and we finish in bed.

Today's weather is wonderful. I want to drink champagne at the beach.