School.

Today was my second day of school and boy was it long. I had 3 classes today; each class is 2 hours. At 9 we have grammar with the director. Afterwards we have history with M. Boura. I think he is a nice man, but he is not very good with teaching us. I know that I cannot understand many things that people say to me, but I could not even hear separate words when he talked. Hm, I'm not going to flip out though, because I was very tired and the other students didn't understand. I could not stay awake for the life of me and the class felt like eternity. It made Journalism 101 look good (and that was a boring class).

We have a 2 hour break after that class. We ate in the cafeteria, but all I had was noodles and bread. Let's just say I've been getting more carbs than I need. Also, I visited with Jenny, the grad student on this trip to talk about my journal. She said I was doing a good job.

By 3:30 I was ready to crash, but I knew I had another class. This one was a little more interesting. It is literature with M. Boury. He was nice and explained things well and he talked nice and slow. I did not understand the symbolism, but hell, I don't understand that stuff in English! As an added bonus, he gave us wine after class. We like him.

I was so happy to leave school. When I came home I heard Thomas playing the xylophone so I asked him to show me some stuff. All the children are great at playing their instruments. Last night, when I heard Marie play her violin, I thought it was a CD. No joke. 

I hope to finally go out tonight. No school tomorrow. Gotta love the French. À demain!