Canary

But anyway, Besancon is really great. I’m a little homesick already but only when I have quiet moments like these. Class is so much fun!! Since I’m in the higher level, I got to choose an “atelier”, which is basically an elective course, and I chose “langage familier” or slang/street French. It’s really cool so far, even though I’ve only had one day. I’m totally learning how to be crude and curse and it’s awesome. My host brother said he’d totally help me with the curse words, so no problem there. And the teachers are super cool. Everyone made it out to seem like they wouldn’t be very friendly, but they’re really great and I think I’ll learn a lot from them. I just hope I don’t have too much homework. For Mardi, I have to have a whole PAGE of new slang-ish or double-meaning words or phrases that I learned, with the context I learned them in. Which is kind of worrisome, because I only have one, maybe two, and that’s a stretch.

OH, tomorrow I’m going to Switzerland, we just decided and got our train tickets today so it’s super nerve wracking and short notice and really spontaneous, but I feel like that’s what I should be doing now anyway. But I’m kinda bummed because several people have talked about how expensive everything is in Switzerland (especially Geneva) and I’m hoping I don’t totally fuck my bank account by visiting Geneva for one day/night. Like, it can’t be more expensive than Paris, right?! Ugh. Anyway, I’m excited, and I’ve been able to communicate fairly well. I even went into a pharmacy and asked for pads yesterday, toute seule. Holla.

Anyways, France is awesome and I can buy wine legally so suck it.

jerrymuffinbutt:

We’ll take a break from your regularly scheduled updates of my study abroad experience to bring you, that’s so reagan.

You’re welcome.

(via feminismisprettycool)

I know I shouldn’t be spending time on tumblr while I’m in France, I should be enjoying the culture and hanging out more with my host family, but I’m homesick already and it’s so comforting to have a few hours to myself at night to look at pictures of cats.

Day 4, Besancon

Maybe I can’t speak French fluently, and maybe I get flustered when people address me - but I can definitely order a beer!

We spent only 3 days in Paris - they were the fastest, most exhausting and exhilarating 3 days ever. Everyone in Paris moves and talks so fast all the time. Following the group around was so fun - I had to pick someone from the group’s back and keep watching them while speed walking down the street.

But there were, luckily, also many opportunities to break away from the group. Yesterday me and a few others decided not to visit the Louvre (I know) and just head to a cafe and chill out. It was great and it totally cured the hangover I had from the previous night which was the night which shall not be named/talked about ever (hopefully ever again).

Those three days were such an emotional roller coaster for so many reasons, but for the most part they were great. (Everyone in Paris speaks English though - or so it seemed - so I didn’t really get to practice my French a whole lot.. Ugh, I just freeze up when someone asks me something or tries to talk to me, and then I feel stupid as hell.) We’ve only been in Besancon for a few hours - but it definitely doesn’t seem like anyone here speaks English so it’s going to be more difficult. I’m really dreading having to get around all by myself - I’ll have to figure out the buses and remember where I live and speak French to people in order to buy anything.

Tomorrow we are taking a tour of the city and maybe tonight we’ll go see the CLA where I’ll be going to class. Hopefully that clears some stuff up for me. 

Also, I really fucking need some tooth paste. 

Paris

is so scary and awesome.

I just

want to write so much feminist (sansan) ASOIAF fan fic but I feel bad because GRRM hates fan fic but then I also don’t care because I probably won’t put it online and it won’t be as good as his and will probably never actually get written.

Almost 3 am and going strong, my friends. Just thinking about the word “cunt” and what I think about its use and chillin out in my bed for the last night for a month.

Pathetic.

Hope you’re satisfied with yourself for following me.

WHAT THE FUCK IS A “MEN’S RIGHTS ACTIVIST”?

I JUST FOUND OUT THIS IS A REAL FUCKING THING AND I AM NOT HAPPY.

I AM GOING TO FRANCE TOMORROW AND YOU GUYS BETTER HAVE YOUR SHIT TOGETHER WHEN I GET BACK IN JUNE.