Yesterday : A sort of eghhhhhh day.
Woke up. Rain = winter in
Walked to school. Was asked to respond to the only homework question that I got wrong. Good thing I didn’t buy a lottery ticket.
I think I have just learned to leave in fear of academic French classes.
There is a huge mental difference between an academic French class and a class that is taught in French. We had our Approaches to French Society again. Other than it being 6 people (there’s no obligation to be there so no one goes, clearly), it was much better than the language classes. It was too bad that so few people went because the professor is really nice and, although he knows we’re not French speakers, he doesn’t speak to us as such. It’s as if as soon as someone doesn’t know, there’s so much less stress. I participated in that class alone 34873% more than all the other language classes together. Enough smart thinking. He also wears tight gold glittery pants. It was dress down thursday.
After class, Kassie, Louisa, and I traversed (slash – caught the bus) to centre ville for the second time that day. J'aime le public transport! Kassie and I try to speak French as much as possible and Louisa is a lovely nerdette to add to our little group. We’re still in mourning that she is only staying the month.
Special Section: Food highlights of the day –
Morning- yogurt here is more of less equal to very milky cheese. Yet when added over cereal (which she had to buy special for me) can be found to be quite delightful.
Convinced Mireille to try her first ever peanut butter (imported special by me. Would have left my winter coat at the gate but was in no way leaving my peanut butter) and jelly. “le buerre de cacahuetes avec la confiture?” “oui, Mireille [it’s a national treasure].” Not so over the moon for the peanut butter itself – “[it’s better with jelly]” with that sort of look on her face.
Lunch – a sandwich the length of my forearm. Excessive cheese. Randomly picked up on the street. As is done. Although the real excitement lies in the selection. The American. French fries with some deep friend semi animal product. Between a baguette. Need it. Love it. Will consume it.
A long sought after apple. Literally. Had to take a special walk for it.
Post school – something by any other name is still essentially an enormous piece of shortbread with strawberries in it. Still working on that one.
May be going out on the town tonight for the first time. Liz, the third girl from
[Meanwhile! - Amanda, guess who is in my effing class!!! Your certain former roommate Cindy!!! Hahaha. Love it.
She walked in and I knew I recognized her but there was a little bit of a displacement issue with my brain. As soon as she said “Cindy…” Can’t plan stuff like that.]
Made semi good decisions and went out on the town as it is. It was thursday and the real french kids aren't really back yet so we went to one little bar called "Freestyle". A lot of interesting punctuated by a little cheering in the corner by this random group of kids. Happy 15th birthday from us, monsieur. No, really.
yeah, weekend.
xox
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