Bonjour à tous!
I sadly don't have much exciting news, but I just wanted to give a general update. As is evident, I survived the presentation I was dreading last week. I wouldn't say it necessarily went well, considering all of the snickers I got from the French students because of my American accent, but my partner was really helpful and the professor said my analysis was "smart". I didn't forget what I was going to say either, so snaps for that!
The rest of last week was eerily calm: I spent my days off from class doing laundry, watching Disney Channel Original Movies on YouTube, and snacking. Saturday I got to hang out with my friend Natalie, which was really great, but Sunday I became sick with some sort of stomach bug and ended up missing out on the fun day my host fam had planned (#sadface). Thankfully, I made a fast recovery AND my morning class got cancelled Monday so I had even more time for my fave sport: sleep!
I guess one of the most interesting events that's occurred recently is my going to a pub for the first time! On Tuesday nights, a place called Vert Anglais at Place de La Comédie hosts an English/French mixer where, you guessed it, English and French speakers can come to mingle, play games, etc. This past Tuesday, I went to check it out with 4 of my friends. Being a perpetual optimist, I convinced myself before-hand that it was going to be incredibly enjoyable and that I'd meet lots of new friends! I did make some new friends, but the night was overall sooo not what I expected. First off, though I was really excited to have my first legal drink ever, I was pretty tired by the time we reached the pub and ended up just getting coffee (an action for which I was majorly judged by both the insanely gorgeous Canadian bartender and my friends). Then, as we were finishing our drinks, I had the unfortunate displeasure of being scammed on by a forty-something-year-old from Jersey named Martin (can you say grody?!). After listening to him babble about his brother's love of Virginia for five minutes, I bounced and went to another part of the pub with my friends. We played a few games and "mingled," but the set-up made it sort-of difficult to meet anyone, so I ended up hanging out with familiar people for the better part of the time. It certainly wasn't terrible, but it also didn't really live up to my expectations. My friends want to go again next week, though, so we'll see if the experience is any better a second time around. So long as I don't get sleepy and creepy cougar Martin isn't there, it should be :)
Well, sorry I'm kind of boring these days. I'll try to get arrested or fall into a lake so that I have more enticing stories to share next time. Thanks for all of your support and prayers!
À bientôt,
Mari
Yeah, about old men from Jersey... I apologize, but they generally suck. That's why our government is rife with corruption. If they're in France they become doubly suspicious, because what possible reason is there for them to be in France? Why aren't they in Italy?
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