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Category: A Student in Paris

Read about my adventures of being a student in Paris.

A Student in Paris, Personal

Au Revoir La Sorbonne… For Now

October 5, 2020April 3, 2021by Veronica LavilLeave a Comment on Au Revoir La Sorbonne… For Now
Au Revoir La Sorbonne… For Now

Parfois, exister dans la liberté est plus douloureux que rester dans le confortable. Sometimes, existing in freedom hurts more than staying in what is comfortable.   I have officially finished my first year of my master's degree at the Sorbonne. These past few years of school have been such a ride that I have decided to [...]

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Strikes Take Over France

April 23, 2018March 22, 2021by Veronica LavilLeave a Comment on Strikes Take Over France
Strikes Take Over France

In August, I will officially celebrate my 4th year anniversary with France. By now, you would think I know well the country I have adopted. This year has taught me that I have yet to learn about the French.  When people used to joke about how much France loves to strike, I would shrug and [...]

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An Ode to My First Year at University

May 4, 2017by Veronica LavilLeave a Comment on An Ode to My First Year at University
An Ode to My First Year at University

Here I am, on the final stretch of what is my first year at university. First off, the first semester took forever... the second one just flew by. I really don't know where the time went there. I have one last final, May 10th. I don't know how to feel about this first year. It [...]

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A Decision to Start University at 21

November 2, 2016January 13, 2017by Veronica LavilLeave a Comment on A Decision to Start University at 21
A Decision to Start University at 21

When I was a teenager, I thought I knew it all. My parents always drove me crazy, and they ~ didn't understand ~ me. I was a moody teenager who was lost and angry and expressed myself through theatre, music and writing. That was all I ever wanted to do. When we moved to Indiana [...]

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You Don’t Know How Smart I Am

September 23, 2016January 13, 2017by Veronica Lavil7 Comments on You Don’t Know How Smart I Am
You Don’t Know How Smart I Am

I grew up with a mother who had an accent. I remember a time when we were in the pool and she was speaking to me in Spanish (because our relationship is in Spanish) and someone told her to speak in English because she was in America. I remember at times having to translate her [...]

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🤍🤍🤍 Sun kissed 💋 🐚 Eight years ago I moved to Paris, France. I can’t believe how fast time has flied and the adventures I lived in that city, and the ones I get to continue to live. Today, I live in Italy but Paris will somehow still feel a bit like home 🤍 These are a few shots I took on my last visit to the city. I always wish I could know the stories that these buildings have been a part of. 💛 Someone please convince me that my life is real. It’s the summer sky for me ❤️‍🔥 It’s the moments when you doubt yourself the most. It’s the loneliness from being away from everything you know… to be honest, I’ve been away for so long now I don’t know what is home. My home has always been on the road. It’s the emotions you hide from others, the late night walks crying because you miss so many people you wish you could hug. It’s the moments when you’re sitting with people you’ve met on all walks of life, in some sort of way, talking about happy memories and the meaning of life. It’s for the small moments you feel so intensely. It’s for the moments. I finally got my residency in Italia. It’s official. Italy will have a hard time getting rid of me. ( 📸 @just_kimg ) Home is wherever you want to make it 🤌🏼 On the eve of my departure, I had a date between the city and I. I drank red wine from a paper cup from the windowsill of my hotel as I’d done on so many evenings from my first apartment to the last. I listened to the people going on about their lives - the neighbor singing, the people on the streets with their aperitifs, the clinking of pots and pans from an open window of someone preparing their dinner… I remembered nights dancing along the sidewalks, “took our broken hearts, put them in a drawer”, of mornings watching the sunrise from Montmartre, remembering the weeks I didn’t know where I would sleep next… and it was then that I realized that I had wanted a date between myself and the 19 year-old wide-eyed child that arrived, excitedly, to the city of her childhood dreams almost 8 years ago. Paris is the place in where I became so many things I never knew I would and could become. It’s a place where I’ve danced, sang, cried and had to rebuild myself. It’s a city that haunts my past but yet shines with her magical lumière. Every time I come here, I become more at peace with her, both the city and the lost woman I was. I’ll always thank them for making me strong 🤍

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