I have to admit it's getting better, it's getting better all the time

I didn't realize it has been a while since I last wrote a new post. I'll try to be a little better about keeping you up to speed... although I have to say, I don't really even know if anyone's reading this. Meh, I'll write anyways.

Last week, I completed my first week of classes. Wawaweewah! It's going to be the most intense academic year I will ever have. This semester, it appears as though I am taking 11 different courses. Yes, 11. I'm not exactly sure how it's going to work. This system at my school is much different than in Boston, and honestly, I don't understand it. I think I have already taken many of these classes before, which is helpful. However, it isn't smooth sailing. I'm trying to remember the material that I already learned, while trying to figure out what each professor is saying, while trying not to confuse which class I need to be at. The other interesting thing about my schedule is that it changes every week. There's no set schedule! For example, if I was back home and was taking a Marketing class, it would be every Monday, Wednesday and Thursday for a certain amount of time throughout the entire semester. Not here. Last Monday I had three hours of Economie International. This week, I don't have it at all. Go figure. This will definitely take some time to get adjusted to.

What else... Oh, here's an interesting little tidbit: Every time I go to do my laundry, the laundry room is closed. Every single time. Today I washed all my socks by hand. Do you know how hard that is to do in a bathroom sink? Each day, I wash a little bit here, a little bit there- but this whole thing isn't working for me. Main reason: It's not that I don't mind washing by hand.. I'm not that lazy! It's really that I hate the feeling of clothes that dry by air. I feel like maybe I must be doing something wrong, but my clothes dry really stiff and uncomfortable. So, hopefully I'll be able to get some washer and dryer action going on.

This past weekend looked promising. I was invited to a party hosted by a few really nice French guys that I met in school. Friday night, I pick out a nice outfit, and me and my friend Simon head over. We get to the party, and I start to feel sick as soon as I enter the room. Not THAT kind of sick! But sick as in, hold on to the handles because you're about to get smacked in the face with a brick (and by brick, I mean a cold/flu). The pressure was building in my ears. It felt like someone was pushing down on my face. My throat started tightening, I started to get the shivers, and my muscles felt weak. Fortunately, Simon left the party with me, and we walked back.

I got home, pulled off my boots, and lay in bed. For some reason or another, I remembered that I packed a little baggy of medicine before leaving for France. When I opened the bag, light beamed out and angels began to sing. I had packed Tylenol Cold/Sinus pills. HALLELUJAH! I medicated myself, crawled into bed once more, and went to sleep. I was asleep by 11:45. Ah, to be a young woman on a Friday night, abroad during the prime of her life. I'll spare you the details, but essentially, I didn't leave my bed until I had to go to class this afternoon. It's Monday- by the way. I discovered some great websites to watch tons of movies, and that's exactly what I did. I saw Beauty & The Beast, Lady & The Tramp, Burn After Reading, The Hangover, The Holiday, Sunshine Cleaning, Bedtime Stories, a few episodes of Will & Grace, the last 3 or 4 episodes of Entourage that I hadn't seen, The Holiday (again... sigh... that's depressing), Confessions of a Shopoholic, and probably a few others that I can't even remember. I drank about... well, lets just say I plowed through an entire box of tea bags. I downed a quart of OJ, a few liters of water, and 3 packs of Emergen-C. Now, I'm feeling much better. I have a bit of a cough, but I pretty much annihilated that cold. It didn't stand a chance.

Ok, now I have to do some homework.. and download some Planet Earth episodes.

Much love to ya