Yesterday was a productive day. I went to college and signed up for classes. Then I went to open a french bank account. I signed so many sheets of paper in such a short space of time that I don't know what I have signed up for. BNP Paribas could send me the orphan I signed up to look after for the year in the next few days for all I know.
I even made two new French friends yesterday while waiting for the bus, but they're probably about 140 years old between them. I offered them a raspberry, they didn't take one but said that I was 'gentille'. I might add them on facebook.
That's how happy I imagine my old friends would have been had they accepted my offer of the raspberry. Obviously you have to replace the watermelon in the picture with a raspberry because that's the closest thing that came up when I googled 'old people eating raspberries'.
Anyway, today I woke up with no voice and a mighty sore head (no, I wasn't hungover...for once)so I skipped my translation class. Had an awful 3euro meal in the cafeteria. 3euro meals are hit and miss but also my favourite thing because you get 3 courses for 3euro which is pretty terrific. Here's one of the worst 3euro meals I have had...
|I honestly have no idea what that even was.|
The sickness combined with bad 3euro meals is resulting in my feeling homesick for the first time since I got here. boooooo. Oh how I would love a cuddle from my mommy and a 4in1 from the almighty Emerald House.