No, that's a lie, I'm totally not. That's partially of my doing because I don't like to go out and youth about on weekend nights, especially when it's 20 degrees. Still.
Saturday
I was going to go to the library with a new friend (yay, social skills!) and get a library card and hang out there. But I woke up sick and Dayquil didn't help. It was one of those days where your whole head feels like it weighs much more than it should. So I had to cancel on her and sit in my room all day and watch Doctor Who. I mean, I love Doctor Who, but I would have rather gone to the library and not been a shut-in all day. Saturday night I went to a little fête at my friend's house--who conveniently lives right behind me. So I figured if I didn't feel well I could just leave and be home in a minute.
But the party turned out to be a pretty fun time. It was hosted by my friend's host brother, so there were a bunch of french youth (20-25 ages?) and then four americans. We had indian food which looked delicious-- I say looked, because I ate rice. But. Then chocolate cake with pears which also looked delicious. We hung out, they talked about politics, I got confused, all the americans sat there with glazed looks, but hey. We made pronunciation errors much to the amusement of all the french. Freaking vowel sounds are so difficult. They're all so close, but if you change it just a tiny bit, it means something totally different! Agh! And it didn't help that my nose was stuffy, so al my vowels sounded even worse. But. It was still fun. I was social for once. (And they said I spoke french well!)
Oh, I did hear a hilarious story from one of the french guys there. He was in the US while he was working for a french airline. He was outside smoking in the designated area. A large american woman came up to him and started yelling at him for smoking, how it was poison, and she goes, "You're french aren't you?" And he says yes. She carries on angrily more about smoking, "Well of course you're french, you're smoking", etc, etc. And then he says, "You're american aren't you?" She says yes. And he goes, "Well obviously," and makes a fat gesture with his arms. We all found it quite amusing. Rude? Maybe. But she was rude first. Good to know that's what distinguishes an american, eh?
Sunday
Homework day! And I had a lack of homework this weekend, so being the nerd I am, I did the homework for Monday and Tuesday already. Winner? Other than that, had some Skype with home folks, ate some good food, read some books, and am going to bed early like the grandmother I am at heart. Too bad I left my knitting at home.
Tomorrow I have a meeting with people about the internship, so wish me luck with that. Hopefully it won't take away too much from my awkward work ethic and lazy time. Oh and fingers crossed that by the end of this week it should be back to normal temperatures! Normal here being 55. Tomorrow is supposed to be 40, so maybe by the end of the week I can stop wearing tights under my jeans everyday. Huzah!
Saturday
I was going to go to the library with a new friend (yay, social skills!) and get a library card and hang out there. But I woke up sick and Dayquil didn't help. It was one of those days where your whole head feels like it weighs much more than it should. So I had to cancel on her and sit in my room all day and watch Doctor Who. I mean, I love Doctor Who, but I would have rather gone to the library and not been a shut-in all day. Saturday night I went to a little fête at my friend's house--who conveniently lives right behind me. So I figured if I didn't feel well I could just leave and be home in a minute.
But the party turned out to be a pretty fun time. It was hosted by my friend's host brother, so there were a bunch of french youth (20-25 ages?) and then four americans. We had indian food which looked delicious-- I say looked, because I ate rice. But. Then chocolate cake with pears which also looked delicious. We hung out, they talked about politics, I got confused, all the americans sat there with glazed looks, but hey. We made pronunciation errors much to the amusement of all the french. Freaking vowel sounds are so difficult. They're all so close, but if you change it just a tiny bit, it means something totally different! Agh! And it didn't help that my nose was stuffy, so al my vowels sounded even worse. But. It was still fun. I was social for once. (And they said I spoke french well!)
Oh, I did hear a hilarious story from one of the french guys there. He was in the US while he was working for a french airline. He was outside smoking in the designated area. A large american woman came up to him and started yelling at him for smoking, how it was poison, and she goes, "You're french aren't you?" And he says yes. She carries on angrily more about smoking, "Well of course you're french, you're smoking", etc, etc. And then he says, "You're american aren't you?" She says yes. And he goes, "Well obviously," and makes a fat gesture with his arms. We all found it quite amusing. Rude? Maybe. But she was rude first. Good to know that's what distinguishes an american, eh?
Sunday
Homework day! And I had a lack of homework this weekend, so being the nerd I am, I did the homework for Monday and Tuesday already. Winner? Other than that, had some Skype with home folks, ate some good food, read some books, and am going to bed early like the grandmother I am at heart. Too bad I left my knitting at home.
Tomorrow I have a meeting with people about the internship, so wish me luck with that. Hopefully it won't take away too much from my awkward work ethic and lazy time. Oh and fingers crossed that by the end of this week it should be back to normal temperatures! Normal here being 55. Tomorrow is supposed to be 40, so maybe by the end of the week I can stop wearing tights under my jeans everyday. Huzah!
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