Kicking Back In France, Like the French

There are plenty of differences between America and France that I have already noticed. Different paper, different subjects, different bathrooms, different ways to take notes, keyboards, movie titles, ways to write numbers, fashion, FOOD, and people. I am craving soda and I will probably perish if I don't get my hands on some. I've only had one glass since I've been here, and that is clearly not enough. I love it here- school and the weekends, my new boots, and slowly, but surely, my family. Yet, I desperately miss soda, a Grace special, Munchos, popcorn, and the million snacks I had. Is it sad that I only miss food? If only puppy chow could magically appear in my hands, then I'd be quite satisfied. But, I will prevail with my efforts to be French! I eat, sleep, not really talk, but speak my poor poor poor version of French, like the French! In addition to my many lists, I have met really great people here! Such as the neighbor, my host sister, and the millions of extremely friendly people at school. If only I could speak the language! Speaking of speaking, I totally don't understand the jokes and sarcasm here. (Although I am catching onto the variety of curses) If they spoke English(rather than French), I would have had tons of opportunities to crack myself up with my pathetic responses and attempts at humor. Oh well. Now to get back to failing in school. Oh, and for my friends who have been asking 24/7, hot French guys do exist. And yes, there are a lot of them. Voila. Until next time, Au Revoir!

P.S. - Sorry this is short, I don't have a lot of time!


Addition- because I have time!!- My mistakes and confusions(Always a fun topic)-

1. First, how about this quick conversation(Actually spoken in French, duh.)-
Carl(host dad)- "Are you cold?" Litteral translation... You have cold?
Me- "No, I'm hot." L.T.... No, I am hot.
This resulted in Carl laughing his head off, which is probably the funniest laugh I have ever heard. Apparently, I should have said, "I have hot." If you say "I am hot," it is only meant to be said by guys and I was told I should never say it again. So... still working on figuring out that one.

2. I'll start out by saying that my French sucks, so everything is really hard to understand. Also, some French people are always in a state of hyper-excitedness. Take that into account.-
In line for lunch, there was a group of us waiting. One girl was trying to explain to me that the guy in our class(next to us in line) wasn't a something. I couldn't understand, so the boy said he wasn't "gay... a homosexual. I don't like men." Then the girl goes onto tell me that he only seems like a girl and laughs like a girl. I didn't understand why I would be questioning his sexuality, so I just said stuff like yes, okay, good to know. Hahaha, I was quite confused. Later, I found out his last name is Gay. Now it all makes sense.

3. Also, I called these delicious chocolate filled croissants, Chocotines, when they are called Chocolatines. I didn't think it was that funny, but everyone else did.

4. I also was trying to ask the neighbor how to spell something, and I kept accidently speaking Spanish. We both laughed for long time, blah blah blahfrenchishardblah blah blah.

5. I was asking one girl who was sick if she was sick in her throat( I don't think that is English, but it's Frenchish), as I pointed at my throat for good measure. But I accidently said stomach while my hand was directed to my throat. I didn't even realize my mistake, so she said she was sick in the stomach ad pointed to her stomach. Oh me.

I can't think of more, but there are. Just to let you know a bit more, I'm pretty sure almost nobody understands me with my thick accent, sparse vocabulary, and poor grammar, but oh well! I can't tell tell you how many people I ahve met! Also, I'm be meeting plenty more this weekend, when I go to Bordeaux!! Ooh la la! I do the bisous everyday, and I am still probably really awkward with it, but I'm sure they understand. At least I hope. It's also hard to give the bisous to certain guys, because they are so tall, thank you heels! Speaking of guys, they dress really well here, which is so refreshing! It's not just like they hop out of bed and go to school or wear just jeans and a T-shirt. They actually wear sweaters and scarves and jacket sort of things and all. Even the gusy who come to school with jogging suits(nice ones) have a scarf or something to add to it. Many of you are probably thinking, "They all sound gay." Then I should send pictures, because it's not like that at all. As with the boys, the girls are always well dressed. No sweatpants and sweatshirt or something along those lines. I'm liking this place quite a lot. the school days are long, but I can just walk around the school or go outside if I don't have a class for the hour. So cool! Lunch is awesome, mainly because of the bread. Bread bread bread.Ummm.. and I'm going to a circus this weekend. Enough writing, because a cat is sitting on me and it's really difficult.