thursday. just another day of the week? or maybe a new adventure?
this thursday i almost thought about ditching version because i hadn't felt like doing my homework in advance. wednesday night though, it occurred to me that if i skipped class this week, i was in trouble for next week as well since we are always handed the following weeks homework. so i decided to get my act together, do my homework, and actually get up and go to class. i mean it's not like i have all that many hours of class here anyways, so i might as well go. i got up a little slower in the morning though, realizing i wasn't all that worried about being a couple minutes late (i was going at least, wasn't i?) but it turned out it was one of those days where the bus and the tram liked me, and i still managed to get to campus on time! a few minutes before the professor even.
this week we were handed a sheet similar to one we had been handed a few weeks before. except instead of being given a million different phrases for the five senses, it was a million different phrases for walking. i never really thought about how many different ways we have of saying someone walks slowly, or what kind of smell there is, or what something feels like, or tastes like, or looks like, until i was handed a sheet and asked to match up the translations.
overall class wasn't that bad and i was glad i ended up going. what else am i going to do with my morning anyways?
afterwards i headed home, wasted some time, then realized i should probably start packing since i was leaving the following morning for dijon and beaune. at this point in time, my version of packing was throwing a few clothes on the bed, making sure my passport, carte 12-25, and train tickets were together, then giving up and deciding i would finish later. the last few trips i'd been on had all been about a week, how hard could it be to pack for just a weekend?
soon it was time to go to salsa dancing. which is still my favorite class. this week we learned some move that meant you danced with your partner for about a minute before everyone rotated. it was supposed to run pretty smoothly, with everyone dancing the whole time. problems arose however when people didn't know how to do the steps.. or when one girl decided to talk to each of her partners for a moment before moving on. this meant there was extra time spent standing there waiting for your chance to dance, and a few times simply skipping ahead in the circle so that as many people could continue dancing as possible. it was funny though because at this point you've kind of figured out who is ok and who's not. and when guys (or girls dancing the guy part) were left standing partnerless, people might skip ahead to them. except the guy who is really terrible, and he would be left standing there until a girl was actually supposed to rotate to him next.
that evening, patrick had an improv show. he has joined some improv acting team, and they had a match that night. so chloe and i decided to go watch! it turned out to be really fun and patrick's team actually won! everyone was very energetic and of course some cheering was involved. though near the end cheering was diminished to marshmallow applause and silent enthusiasm because apparently there was some conference going on downstairs and we were being disruptive. whoever decided to put these two invents in the same place at the same time must have not been entirely with it. but oh well.
we couldn't figure out why neither of us had made it to the first one. but decided we would definitely be going to the next one, whenever that is.
afterwards, we decided to try to go to mi barrio (the salsa dancing club) again. chloe and i had already attempted this twice, neither time sticking around. this time, however, we realized that we simply weren't there late enough before! turns out that the lessons that are offered end at around 10, and then the floor opens up to whoever. so we danced the night away until we all took the bus or metro home. it was really fun. at first though, chloe and patrick were dancing and this old guy asked me to dance. i finally said ok, but since im not all that good, and he didn't seem to be doing real steps, i was glad when he said thanks for the dance at the end of the song.
later though, when once again i happened to be the odd one out, this guy probably around my age came up and asked to dance. he was a lot more fun to dance with because he actually tried teaching me some steps, which patrick and chloe of course tried to copy.
what a fun night! though when i got home at about 12:30am, i realized i still needed to shower and pack since i didn't feel like waking up extra early when i was already waking up earlier than normal to catch a train at 9:22am. i was glad i had at least started packing before i'd left the house! first though, i ate some salad since i decided that a baguette, some monster crackers, and prince cookies probably shouldn't be my entire dinner. whoops.
1:30am. bedtime. then off for another adventure!
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