The Unusual Becoming the Normal

Wine makes things better. I just had to get that out of the way right now.

So the last week and a half have been… interesting, if boring. Contradiction, eh? Long story short, I got mildly sick with a cold, and I was having serious motivation problems with classes. It’s a bit difficult to follow, especially when you’re sitting in uncomfortable chairs from eight in the morning until noon, so I was getting the whole “I’m going to fail anyway, so what’s the point?” feeling after missing a couple of classes due to a fever and cough. However, now that I’ve gotten myself back in, talked to family, made friends in classes, I think I’m feeling better. We’ll have to see. Hopefully I’ll be able to make my way through these classes and not fail… I don’t think my GPA could stand that.

Other than that, life has been fairly boring. As said, I spent most of last week sleeping and resting, trying to get rid of a cold. Friday I saw “La Proposition” AKA “The Proposal”, which was fun. Saturday I spent most of the day just meandering about the city, staying in places and just writing in my little notebook. It was exciting, people thought I looked artistic and took pictures! Saturday night I decided that it would be a brilliant idea to go and get drunk, so I met up with a couple friends and had, I believe, about two (maybe three) tequila sunrises, a Baileys Coco, a shot of tequila, and a shot of Jager. Yet I still managed to walk home just fine… It was a good night. We walked through Quinconces singing songs from Avenue Q. Becky decided that she wanted to go to Italy with me, so I have a friend going with me – and she speaks Italian! It will be good. Plans for that are in motion, along with plans for Lyon. Plans for going to London this weekend, very excited about that. My poor, poor bank account. Anyway, Sunday was also spent exploring Bordeaux with Becky. Good times were had.

Let’s see, life stories… I’ve decided that French hate music. Sure, everyone goes around with their iPod earphones in their ears… But if you so much as bob your head to the music, people glare at you. Me being me, I always walk around mouthing the lyrics, and people just give me the weirdest looks, like “freaking Americans, what the hell.” It’s kind of funny. Also, yesterday we went to our landlady to give her rent, and in the typical French fashion we sat around chatting for an hour. She ended up giving us a bottle of wine, which was pretty badass. I do like my landlady. Hmmm… Other than that, I can’t say that anything really interesting has happened. Looking forward to London this weekend, hoping it won’t be too much of an adventure. My Tuesdays suck, what with nine hours of class. Hence the wine. Definitely looking forward to the playoffs coming up back home… we will CRUSH Boston!