This is going to have a to be a quick post - as I have a research paper due before midnight (oh you must be almost done then! No, I've only just started). But it's been quite a while since I've posted, I think. Right after fall break, treadmill speed went from like 5 to 10 really quickly and I was not prepared. I actually sacrificed Instagram for the past two weeks, though that hasn't stopped me from refreshing Facebook every two seconds or consulting YouTube for the best Vine compilations (sigh).
It's my last week of class, and I COULD. NOT. be more relieved. Well, actually I have two more days that'll be quite rough to get through, but after that...
I thought I'd throw some updates in quickly, because I'm sitting looking at the most incredible view of the Eiffel Tower (see above) and I am caught at the intersection of feeling incredibly inspired and so terribly unmotivated.
These past two weeks have been incredibly difficult work-wise. I have things due every day, and I've never slept so little in my entire life. In fact, I think I blacked out yesterday during a presentation after n nights of next-to-no-sleep. The French system is so bizarre to me, the way they structure classes haphazardly and how intense they are. And you can't really ask questions about certain things because there are like hidden etiquette rules that no one tells you about?? Also how some classes like to assign like four things on the same day?? (Hence why I am not sleeping). It's like a hangover, or being run over by a train, or being dropkicked across the country. That's how yesterday felt. Ha.
On a happier note, I made some new french friends in that one class that I've written about before, and they are so friendly! But generally unapproachable haha. I could kind of tell, throughout the semester, that they were wondering who I was and why I was here. But only recently have they started talking to me... like just yesterday, before my presentation, a handful of them surrounded me in the hallway and were asking me rapid fire questions, it was incredible. If I hadn't been so flustered about my presentation I would have really engaged them more. But I digress.
My December is pretty jam packed. I still have some final work to submit before the end of December, but I also have lots of festivities planned which I am so excited about. Two or three trips I think, like a relaxing Cape Cod-style getaway or Christmas markets.
^ This line has been inserted to alert you to what follows: A stereotypical, college-student-goes-abroad-and-feels-changed, reflection. Beware, and prepare for eye-rolling.
Here are some pictures of things I've done while I've been MIA from Instagram and blog. I'm a bit refreshed after not having been on Instagram... maybe I'll delete it. Hmm. Anyway, to explain the pictures... the first five pictures are from my absolute favorite night at La Comédie Française, where I saw a play that literally had me in stitches. The first picture is actually part of the Louvre, but it was on the walk to the theater. The next three pictures are pretty things from Centre Pompidou, a terribly ugly building that looks like a taped-together mess of individual hamster playgrounds, but inside is filled with art of all kinds. And yes, an "industrial strength sleep" is exactly what I need. Give me the Costco-sized sleep, please. The last one is my current view. As in, I just took that picture like, maybe three minutes ago. And the picture at the top is from a few nights ago, when the lights sparkle on the tower for five minutes, and for those five minutes you forget about everything for a little while. And even though I'm cooped up inside doing a hundred thousand papers and slowly wasting away, I am so grateful and just so happy!!
But anyway, not to be cheesy and I know that every study abroad student says this but honestly like, pls don't make me leave. I don't care that school is like terribly difficult. I don't care that big cities are overwhelming. I love this place, I love these people. I love that everything makes me feel so inspired, I love that every minute I have more to discover, that there are underground cinemas, that there's quiet resistance, political discourse, movement. Currents. I love that every day I learn more about culture, about politics, about language. That I'm improving, that I'm uncomfortable, all the time. I'm constantly in awe. I am so thankful, and am so glad I chose to come back for another semester :^)