Yeah so I failed at updating yesterday. I was so tired that I thought I would just end up passing out. Ha. Little did I know.
But before that. Yesterday was my first day of classes. I barely slept at all the night before due to fear of sleeping right through them. First was French. I was a little nervous at first but I think it'll be more worthwhile then the two years I took in high school, because I can apply the language as soon as I learn it. I'm hoping that every thing will just start to click when we go over it and I'll be in a much better position to get myself around. The professor is nutty but she knows eight languages herself, so I'm going to assume she'll know how to teach her native one to me.
Next, was Advanced Critical Thinking 2. Wow I would have hated to see it minus the advanced part. This class is going to drive me nuts. I really wanted a lit class because I knew I would miss working with novels. But when I walk in and we're talking about how to properly interview people? Yeah, that was 8th grade, thanks. The professor is from California and seems to love her job, which helps, but she's a little out there. She made a big deal that we have to read 2 novels this semester. I'm used to a novel or two a week, so this will be a breeze. I have to write an interview essay for next Tuesday. Sasha gets to be my interviewee. I did meet a guy name Pierre-Emmanuel. He is native french but lived 9 years in the states. He's really into music and gave me his email in case I need any help with anything. So I guess I made my first french friend? Or acquaintance anyway.
After class I met up with Sasha and we headed home. It was our friend Cory's 21st birthday and a bunch of people were going out. I had pretty much convinced myself that I was NOT going out. I was even laying in bed! But then we got the text that people were headed there...and out I went. Kirsten and Stephen "weren't going either" but sure enough, they were there too. It's hard to refuse going out in this city.
When we got there the place was PACKED. I was a little intimidated at first, but 5 euro beer and mixed drinks changed my mind. I ordered THE DARKEST beer on the menu, and loved it. It was filling but Dad would be proud. Most of the time I just chatted with Stephen but I guess it was nice to spend some time with the people we hadn't really been with much. I had a mixed drink called Sex on the Sea as well. It was a pretty blue but tasted mostly like juice, which was dangerous, but I only had one. Around 1 we decided it was time to head out. Sasha asked for a light from some guys who then decided to hit on us and try to get us to stay. Two others made a comment that it sucked that they were just getting there and we were leaving. Being an American girl here is kind of like being a celebrity. Not sure how I feel about it yet. Minus the handsy guy at the bar, I guess I'm okay with it so far.
Then it was the nightly adventure with the Noctillien buses. We thought it would be easy because Sasha wrote down the buses we needed. First we couldn't find the 12 because it wasn't like a legit bus stop, just a sign on the side walk, so we walked in a circle before finding it. Then we thought we were golden because theoretically at the same stop the 12 dropped us off we'd get on the 15. Little did we know that where the 15 going one direction and the 15 the other are, is about a ten minute walk apart. It took dashing in front of cars, probably almost getting hit, and asking twice for directions before we finally found the second bus we needed. We met a group of guys there that were a little scary at first but it became apparent quickly that they really were just out for a good time. Even with their weed on the bus. It's amazing the things people get away with here. I know that at least in little ol' Maine...it would be pretty hard to do that. By the time we got home we passed out pretty quickly. Getting home has become more of an adventure then any club or bar.
Today was Post-Impressionism Art. The teacher, again a little wacky, seems like she'll be hard to learn from because her order of organization clearly makes sense only to her. I am however glad that she is looking for us to gain a general knowledge of the styles of art, and not to memorize dates that we'll quickly forget. We already have our first paper assigned, but it isn't due until March. One 5 page paper and a 10 page. And we get to visit a couple of museums. I'm hoping looking at the modern art will also give me some inspiration for what tattoo I want to get while I'm here. I've thought about the "coexist" with the different religious symbols. But nothing definite yet.
After class we went to a restaurant for lunch. I had an omelet and fries that I shared with Sasha. It is always a fiasco trying to pay because they put it all on one slip and someone always needs change. It was nice though and from there we just came home, took a WONDERFUL nap, drank some tea and coffee, hit up the mall for post-it notes, and ate dinner. Dinner was awesome tonight. Salad with tofu pieces, pasta, and chocolate crepes for dessert. YUM! We had wine as well, which was nice.
I'm definitely getting more comfortable here, though I still can't believe that I'll be here through mid-May. And then it's off to Denmark where I get to try to re-assimilate myself again. I don't know what I'll do when I get back to the states. Not having a metro, having to drive places, not having bakeries everywhere, and actually knowing what people are saying around me, might send me into extreme culture shock. My sis said the vet said my cat is sniffly from the stress of me being gone. That's just depressing. I definitely miss my kids (2 cats and dog for those who don't know) a lot. It's weird not having pets around to cuddle with or take care of. People here, except Kirsten, probably think I'm nuts for how much I talk about them. Haha, oh well, I've always been the crazy cat girl.
I have an 830 class in the morning so it won't be long till I pass out. So bummed that I cant get pictures to load on here for some reason. But check out my facebook for those. :)
Au Revoir!
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