Now I'm really a poet...

...because I have a beret, flown priority (with my parents) from France to my head. It's pretty French. ;) Yep.

Just thought I would share. Hopefully I will have something tomorrow. I wrote some good stuff in my English journals, but I had to turn them in before I could type them up. The first one involves my noisy head (it'll make sense).

Ta for now!