It has been quite a busy couple of days and I'm so damn tired. It doesn't help that I have hayfever due to the amount of pollen you can actually see falling off the trees. Damn them.
For the past two days at the school we have mainly been working on the past tense. I did expect this, however I did not expect my reaction once we started doing this. On the first day on the first morning, our teacher announced we were to start work on the past tense. My first instinct was to keep my head down, try and understand what I could and hope for the best. However, because I have a big mouth and perhaps the best oral skills in the class I thwarted my own plan. Once we had to all take and active part in changing phrases from the present to the past tense, this is when my bizarre reaction commenced. First came the raised heart rate and the shakes when picking up the paper. I then spent the rest of the morning close to tears and feeling really quite ridiculous.
All I can say is thank you so much Ms Chapman for psychologically damaging me and my ability to speak in the past tense or write in French.
Thankfully today, when expanding on the subject I was a lot more at ease and quite open about just how many mistakes I was likely to be making. However, that does not stop the fact that I really don't want to be doing my homework right now, in fact I could quite happily go to sleep. Who knew school was that tiring.
13 May 2009
11 May 2009
arg it's hot
Since my last post I have changed my mind and am not going to Italy as I am having too much fun in London.
Also, I have decided on my university and excepted an offer to Goldsmiths to do Sociology and Cultural Studies. I'm so so impatient to get that started but as I have learned oh so well, I cannot hurry up time all by myself.
Also (my my it's been a while since I updated) I have left the Alps and am now as I type in a very brightly coloured room in Aix en Provence. I arrived here yesterday evening after a long train journey across the country with a very heavy and without my ipod (idiot that I am). So far it has been a mixture of the bizare, the beautiful and the interesting.
The bizare is the lady with who I am staying. She is a 62 year old French lady whom has lived here most of her life, her family has flown the nest but I know nothing of the husband, she has not mentioned him. She has however mentioned over a salad last night all of her ailments and the experience of bad food poisoning in Tunisia. In fact I know far too much about her bodily functions I'm considering making an 'over share' sign to have with me everytime she opens her mouth. She also spent a great deal of time telling me of the terrible experience she had with the girl that stayed with her last summer. So all in all a good welcome!
The beautiful is of course the city. I still feel that one day I would be most happy living here, even if it were for a limited time. So many attractive women, so many bars, so many fountains and a very relaxed atmosphere. I'm off out again this evening to have dinner with a guy called Chris who is in my class. He seems quite an interesting chap.
The other interesting is the school. They're lovely and friendly and I feel my French is going to come on quite quickly. According to the woman that assessed my oral skills I have to think a little more before I speak as at the moment I'm rather lazy. I have also developed the skill of avoiding the past tense like the plague. We had homework today so Chris and I decided to go to a bar and do it over a drink, it certainly made it much easier.
Anyway, that was my quick catch up post, and I promise to start putting things of slightly more interest up from now on. I just felt I should fill in the gaps a little.
Also, I have decided on my university and excepted an offer to Goldsmiths to do Sociology and Cultural Studies. I'm so so impatient to get that started but as I have learned oh so well, I cannot hurry up time all by myself.
Also (my my it's been a while since I updated) I have left the Alps and am now as I type in a very brightly coloured room in Aix en Provence. I arrived here yesterday evening after a long train journey across the country with a very heavy and without my ipod (idiot that I am). So far it has been a mixture of the bizare, the beautiful and the interesting.
The bizare is the lady with who I am staying. She is a 62 year old French lady whom has lived here most of her life, her family has flown the nest but I know nothing of the husband, she has not mentioned him. She has however mentioned over a salad last night all of her ailments and the experience of bad food poisoning in Tunisia. In fact I know far too much about her bodily functions I'm considering making an 'over share' sign to have with me everytime she opens her mouth. She also spent a great deal of time telling me of the terrible experience she had with the girl that stayed with her last summer. So all in all a good welcome!
The beautiful is of course the city. I still feel that one day I would be most happy living here, even if it were for a limited time. So many attractive women, so many bars, so many fountains and a very relaxed atmosphere. I'm off out again this evening to have dinner with a guy called Chris who is in my class. He seems quite an interesting chap.
The other interesting is the school. They're lovely and friendly and I feel my French is going to come on quite quickly. According to the woman that assessed my oral skills I have to think a little more before I speak as at the moment I'm rather lazy. I have also developed the skill of avoiding the past tense like the plague. We had homework today so Chris and I decided to go to a bar and do it over a drink, it certainly made it much easier.
Anyway, that was my quick catch up post, and I promise to start putting things of slightly more interest up from now on. I just felt I should fill in the gaps a little.
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