A list, of sorts:
1. I'm on vacation (from the high school) for two weeks now. I still have classes next week at the Sorbonne, but this little break will allow me to take care of a few important things. I have decided to begin my quasi-vacation by spending my Friday night in bed as I do not expect to last until midnight.
2. A and I met up this morning (I'm becoming the person who actually suggests, "Why don't we meet up around 10 am?" when I have free time. What's happening?) and she gave me all kindsa good Senegal tips. After my zillionth question, she said, "Dude, I gotta come over and help you pack. For reals." Then I reminded her: "Dude, I'm only going for a week." Still, she reminded me to buy some hand sanitizer, so Lord knows what other Very Important Shit I would forget were she not looking over my shoulder.
3. Yesterday, while listening to my Arabic cassette, I had a moment where I wasn't actually thinking about the words, but I was understanding the sentences nonetheless. No effort involved, just pure understanding of the language. Fascinating. It was a first for me, and therefore rather thrilling. I'm hoping to really get good at this. Eyes on the prize.
4. The Sorbonne said they would have all of the grades posted today. I swung by there around 16.30, right before heading off to Arabic. The bastards didn't post them. Only half. What is that about?
5. They also fucked our schedules up royally this semester, so that even obligatory classes for linguistics students overlap. All linguistics students are being forced to choose between a lecture and a lab on Wednesday nights. We've collected together and declared our wishes, vowing to share notes and do some informative sessions from time to time. But dude. So not cool.
6. I was really crossing my fingers last night that Kerry was going down. But alas. Democrats are screwing themselves over by voting for him.
7. It's been gorgeous in Paris for the last two days: sunny, blue skies, and almost warm.
8. The rumor has gone around the high school that I have dancing skillz. This may or may not be due to a moonwalk competition I had with Mohammed the other day. He's a good kid, and a Michael Jackson fan, so the two of us got to moonwalking just before the bell rang some time last week. Word spreads like wildfire in that high school, I tell you. I've gotten several moonwalk requests in the last 72 hrs.
Moonwalking? Heh. Do I comment too much?
It's impossible to comment too much on my blog. Or at least it's impossible for you to comment too much.
Glad to hear it :)
Why do you need hand sanitizer in Senegal?
Don't overpack, Lee, you'll regret it when it slows you down.
That was partially what I was trying to say: I don't really need it. But my friend managed to come up with the most thorough list possible.
Actually though, I think I'll bring some. Just so I'll never have to wash my hands.
Really though, no worries about me and overpacking. If anything, you should worry about me underpacking. I never bring enough of anything.