Week 2

Today was my first day of class in my second week. I at the same time can't believe how long it feels like i've been here and how short. There is another girl staying at my house now from Switzerland. She will be here for 3 weeks. Since we always speak only french at dinner it is really interesting to hear the different accents between like, the italian guys who were here last week and her for example. Realizing how long i've been here makes me realize how easy things have been since I have been here. It was such a pain getting ready to leave it was almost a let down how easy getting everything going here is. I'm really struggling trying to get travel plans together though. When the italians were here we talked briefly about how one of them wrote a thesis about anti-semitism in Italy. Then like days later they recommended a website for me to find cheap fares on that is called the holocaust so I thought I had just misunderstood them and blew it off. Then last night at dinner my host brother recommended it again so I was like what??? I guess it is like a fairly common french word? But I still can't find the site. I also need to look at this bus line thing for other like smaller trips outside of spring break. 

     Dinner last night was very silly because my host family went out of town without telling me. So I showed up at dinner expecting it to be ready at 730 for the first dinner of the week (because I have dinner here Sunday- Thursday). Anyway, the host brother was down there eating what I later found out while it was in my mouth was pork intestines (Evidently you can choose to eat the skin or not, as a matter of personal preference) and like not expecting me at all. So I felt really bad and told him that I had food and could just make it myself but he told me to come back at 8 and when I did his uncle was there and he had cooked a quiche and a cake. I guess his uncle comes and has dinner here every Sunday night,

The lack of being able to cook for myself like really bothers me though. I think I am just too independent in some ways because I am so spoiled from being able to live by myself. Many of the reasons for which it is uncomfortable for me to stay with my own family long-term make it uncomfortable for me to stay here too. Of course, my own family lets me cook. I miss eggs and toast so desperately. I tried to talk to my host mother about moving around some food but I don't want to be rude and she like tried a little but it would have been a lot of trouble to switch the menu I guess. I just can't eat bread and sugar for breakfast, I need some protein or I am crashing like 2 hours later. Even if the mirabelle plum jam that they can from their garden is the most delicious thing I have ever eaten. I may have eaten it all up, thats how much I like ti, becuase there was some berry medley jelly with the crepes we had for desssert tonight in its place. I just hate being out of control, and especially with food. And also without a scale or a good way to excercise besides running and like, doing isometrics in my room.

        In an attempt to gain some autonomy in that sense I bought  whole lot of food. I bought a giant thing of activia which includes the flavors of prune, cranberry, rhubarb, and fig. They are so bizarre but sort of good. But, again there is nothing low fat or fat free in France so I feel like when I eat them they are like greasy almost. I was thrilled to be able to buy cottage cheese in these little like to go packages almost like yogurt. But then it turned out to be this like weird kind of whipped cheese that the internet says is very delicious with fruit. It is kind of good but really doesn't solve any problems food-wise and so I tried to tell my host brother, Come, that he could have some if he wanted but I am pretty sure he cannot understand a word I say. I would probably hate it if I were him and there were people in my house all the time. 

       I got my french hair cut today and the woman and I like didn't communicate at all. She like heard my accent and insisted that we speak english even though I had like looked up all the words how to say how I wanted my hair cut, and then like, didn't do any of the things I asked her to do. I'm bummed because my hair is like still really long and I wanted it to feel a lot lighter. And I was so mad I forgot to ask her where I can buy a cheap hair dryer. 

Tomorrow is my first day of Intermediate 2 french class. Deciding to switch was like really hard because I have like really no good reason to be in a class that is harder since I am graduating and it might hurt my GPA. But I just like, think I am better at french than I am I guess and I hate being in that class where like it hurts my ears to hear people talk. Even if that is where my grammar is at. So, hopefully this new class isn't too hard, I feel like I have been over  my head in french for forever so I'm used to it. I've at least studied most of the things in the class before even if they don't like come naturally in my speech or in my writing. 

I'm watching the french food network channel and I think I would really like to try foie gras. 

So, I guess I'm going to go bookmark hostels for spring break. I'm going to try to go to the french knitting club this week so hopefully there will be lots of stories about that for next week!