It is impossible to be sad or anxious or worried about anything. Now that the week has started, I should technically be working... but I've caught spring fever.
The morning was spent in the library doing research, but even that couldn't get me down. I found some great sources! Lunch was delicious, and sitting outside reading in the afternoon just made things wonderful.
The electrician was working on the house all day, which kept me off the internet. This American Life was as inspiring as always. I went to my class, and felt good about myself and my work. Didn't really nail the "examen blanc", but Prof. Prouteau took us through what she was expecting of us. Now, I feel very confident and self-assured... for that exam, at least. The work load hasn't eased up at all, and I dread Wednesday's classes, but the sun will still be out and my French will still improve. All is good. No, all is great.
After my class, I was invited out by two friends to grab some coffee. We meandered through the centre-ville to an adorable gourmandise that's rapidly becoming my favorite. I got an espresso, one got a hot chocolate, and the other got a caramel-chocolat torte. I sampled both... and it was everything that anyone could ever want from either. Here are a few demonstrative diagrams:
The conversation was wonderful and new friends are always fantastic. We swapped St. Patrick's Day stories and tales about fun nights back home and here. Oh, it was a great time.
Once home, Benoit, Manon, and I all sat down for dinner. The conversation was very lively today, and somehow, Justin Bieber got brought up.
You may hate me for this, but I had to do it... after dinner, Manon and I plopped down in front of the family computer to watch Rebecca Black's pitiful excuse for a song in one of the worst music videos ever: "Friday". It felt so great to laugh about it together and to translate how hideous it was for Benoit. "Yesterday was Thursday; today is Friday (we so so so excited!)" are terrible lyrics in any language.
Now, it's back to homework and episodes of "How I Met Your Mother". My 2 and a half months that I have remaining will not go by in vain. Spring is here. And I plan to make the most of it.
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