Meghan's Brain Has Been Fried From Homework

Happy April Fool's Day! I was tempted to write an entry saying I'd gotten engaged/ married/ had been thrown in jail for drug possession, but I resisted. You're all very lucky as one of my friends informed his parents that he wasn't coming back to the States because he'd fallen in love with a French girl and her baker father was giving him an apprenticeship at his bakery. Another girl wrote her parents telling them she hadn't written them in awhile because participating in a protest got her put in jail. I'm being nicer and not lying.

Sarkozy decided to make museums free for all people under 25, so he and I are friends right now. A bunch of people from the Central College group are going to Versailles on Saturday (I'm going to bike in the gardens and I refuse to be held back!) and then Giovanni and I are going to some other museum on Sunday. No idea which one yet.

My Twilight expose (speech) went alright. I got nervous so it's possible that I might have spoken too fast. It's also possible that I might have mentioned that Twilight has both bad writing (the grammar is really poor) and is slightly antifeminist as well as having shallow characters, and when my teacher asked, "Then why is it so popular?" I may or may not have said, "Because it's amazing!!!!!!!!!!"

I'm pretty sure everyone in that class thinks I'm mentally unstable. Ah well, I'll never see most of them after I get back to the States, right?

For some reason, this has been intense homework week. With my expose, projects, test and papers, my brain has been destroyed. It hasn't been used to having this much work since... Loras finals week. It's much harder to concentrate in Paris than it is in Dubuque. I've gotten all my work done, it just takes longer.

I met Giovanni's friends this weekend. They were a bunch of nerds, so we got along really well. One of them was a literature major who only spoke French and Italian... very little English (he's Beligian), so we discussed books and our favorite authors and genres in French. I had no idea I knew that much French, so that was fun. The other two were Italian mathematicians. One of them specialized in Algebra Geometry, which apparently is NOT a mix of algebra and geometry, and should never be thought of as such. I still have no idea what algebra geometry is, but it just SOUNDS unfun and like a class I would have slept through in high school. Both Italians spoke English, but not French. Occasionally, they would forget I didn't speak Italian and attempt to ask me something. Thankfully, most of the time someone would go "MEGHAN DOESN'T SPEAK ITALIAN! ENGLISH, GUYS!" I would usually forget most of them didn't know French and respond in French, so there were a lot of miscommunications. I think we all did well though.

I'm going to a club again on Thursday and I'm really excited. Arnaud and Ben invited me again. They said it was similiar to the one last week, so it should be a good time all around. (Don't worry, Mom. I'll be careful.)

Alright, my friend David and I are seeing the rest of Pere Lachaise (Oscar Wilde!) because our class got cancelled so we have beaucoup de temps.