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so before i do something stupid like finish my only real homework assignment since i've been here that is due tomorrow, i would prefer to explain to you my situation in france. we are still greve mode (on strike.) it was suppose to be over soon but for some reason there is suppose to be a manifestation tomorrow on the tram lines. but nothing can be confirmed. and while this may be particularly cool... as in, "not going to class a cause de la greve is wicked cool," it's not. it began maybe two weeks ago and i am going crazy. in the beginning, i would take the tram - a thirty minute ride - to school. i live in grenoble, then you pass through la ville de la tronche, then saint-martin d'heres, where the school is. three cities. you walk to your building. you notice a blockade of some sort of it. you realize there is no class because of this. waking up and getting ready for no reason sucks.
anyway, it's been two weeks and i've gotten used to it. we get emails now to tell us when class will begin again. it keeps changing. one greve had no school for three months.
anyway, i live in a hotel. the maintenance guy, antoine is really nice. i pay 6 euros total for laundry. it's very cheap for france. if it weren't for him, i would pay 9 or 10. he lets me put my laundry in the dryer downstairs for the bed sheets and stuff. i'm pretty sure he lets all the eap people here do that (only 3.)
christine was being mean again. she's our eap teacher. she says we have no motivation. she tells me i'm right only to say something else in public. i guess she can correct herself. it's just very confusing. she said the midterm was very clear and she couldn't understand that after all the foreign students she has taught, we got the lowest grade ever. EVER. EVERRRRR. i want my life to be funny again. no, that's not it. i want to make fun of people. no, that's mean.
as pretty as france is, and believe me, it's gorgeous. i'm counting down the days to go home (24). i may not be upset homesick but i miss home terribly. there's really only around twelve days left of school. i really better start studying. maybe if i'm ever not in a rush, i can start writing pretty again.
speaking of... i made a comment about pretty the other day and someone told me that should be the name of my autobiography. it makes sense. that really is how i think. so here is the title of my autobio (and don't steal it!)
"I don't know... it looked pretty." (c)2007 !!!
anyway, it's been two weeks and i've gotten used to it. we get emails now to tell us when class will begin again. it keeps changing. one greve had no school for three months.
anyway, i live in a hotel. the maintenance guy, antoine is really nice. i pay 6 euros total for laundry. it's very cheap for france. if it weren't for him, i would pay 9 or 10. he lets me put my laundry in the dryer downstairs for the bed sheets and stuff. i'm pretty sure he lets all the eap people here do that (only 3.)
christine was being mean again. she's our eap teacher. she says we have no motivation. she tells me i'm right only to say something else in public. i guess she can correct herself. it's just very confusing. she said the midterm was very clear and she couldn't understand that after all the foreign students she has taught, we got the lowest grade ever. EVER. EVERRRRR. i want my life to be funny again. no, that's not it. i want to make fun of people. no, that's mean.
as pretty as france is, and believe me, it's gorgeous. i'm counting down the days to go home (24). i may not be upset homesick but i miss home terribly. there's really only around twelve days left of school. i really better start studying. maybe if i'm ever not in a rush, i can start writing pretty again.
speaking of... i made a comment about pretty the other day and someone told me that should be the name of my autobiography. it makes sense. that really is how i think. so here is the title of my autobio (and don't steal it!)
"I don't know... it looked pretty." (c)2007 !!!