Not Yet Dead

There is a big difference between constantly saying that I’ll be broke after I return from Europe after all my travels and experiences and purchases, and then actually seeing the numbers slowly go down in my bank account. Sigh.

I apologize for not checking in sooner, it has (quite understandably) been a kind of hectic and straining week. Due to the fact that I haven’t checked in for a week, it will probably be rather long, and I apologize again. I’ll try and summarize shortly. Classes have been… interesting. Many of them I get there and they don’t start until next week, or I just plain won’t be able to find them at all. Right now my worries are just getting enough units, enough classes… then I’ll start worrying about how I’m going to fail all my classes. I can kind of follow what the professors are saying, but it’s really difficult to comprehend and write while they’re talking. But in all my free time, I’ve explored the city a little bit, found some zen places, had a good time. Had some interesting experiences… the post office, thinking I was gonna get mugged by a random gypsy woman, an ABC party (Anything But Clothes – I wore a dress made out of bags!), having some random French guy sit next to me then take his shirt off…

The weather remains to be slightly bizarre. It’s been cold lately, with occasional rain showers… rain showers meaning that it’s actually RAINING! Not this pansy thing that Californians have. Mind you, once it rained on my laundry (it was clear when I went to bed…), but other than that I’m loving it. The apartment has been pretty cool… It’s nice and big, the kitchen is ridiculously small, our fridge is cleaned out but still slightly gross, our shower sprays water everywhere and has the water pressure of god… But it’s all good. For three hundred Euros a month, that’s not bad. My area is mysteriously always messy, even five minutes after I clean it.

The most exciting thing that’s happening, really, is that I just today made my plans to go to Paris next weekend. I’m leaving Friday morning, train’s at 7:30, and I’m returning on Monday morning in time for class at three. Eighty-eight Euros round-trip (about 110, 120 dollars), and three nights of living is looking to be about seventy Euros. Exciting indeed… Add that onto the shopping I did today (I bought boots, some scarves, and a nice shirt… earlier in the week, I bought a bright teal jacket and matching bag, all equaling up to around eighty euros) and my bank account is sad. But I’m living it up, which is good. I need to just buy food for the next month, though… and only food at the grocery store. Must cut down on kebabs. The French is coming along well enough… in some situations I feel really good about it, others bad. Meh.

A mini-rant: What the hell are the Angels doing, getting their asses handed to them by Boston?! This does not please me.