Tuesday, February 14, 2006

An idea

I was just thinking, that perhpas I should take advantage of the fact that I exist in such a technologically advanced time period such as this. Realzing that brought me to the conclusion, that perhaps I would like to take up this "blogging" thing while I'm off and away in this far away land known as France, in order to still keep in touch with my dearly beloved Canada and all the wonderful people I have met in my 18 years there as my homestead.It's new and exciting and cheaper than sending everyone long rambling letters every now and then. Plus, at least in sharing this way, it's far more voluntary than letter writing. I mean voluntary for you, not me. Anyways, enough with this silly explaining and justification business. Oh well, I am silly girl. Anyone who knows me should know that by now.So, life in France... where to begin what with all the nose-scarred men who follow you, school secretaries that don't do their job, disappearing classes and the scrum-diddly-umptious food. Well, I'll start with yesterday. Yesterday, after finally finding when and where (That's another story all together.) my Italian class would be, I, of course attend the class for the first time, albeit 3 weeks late (Classes only take place once a week.). So I am standing outside the classroom door, quickly scanning the door and its perimetre assuring myself there are no changes posted nor any ill teachers to be informed of. I confidently stride in, apologize for being late (I'm not much of a morning person.), only to have the professor inform me that the Italian class has moved and no he doesn't know where to. So after another round of apologies and blushing I exit with my tail between my legs. Grr, now I had to go all the way to my campus (Everything is spaced out here because the city is really old.), and go to the Italian department to see if anything was posted there. Of course there wasn't and the secretary wasn't open until 2:30.I guess my only other choice is to go back to Canada and pay off student loans for the rest of my life. Oh well.
Feb. 3, 2006

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