Le bonheur

They say orientation week is the hardest, most stresful, busiest and most tiring week of the whole semester. If that's true, I'm doing alright. I finally got all the cards I need (bus pass, student ID card, phone prepay card) and today we had meetings with our advisers to determine which classes we're going to take, starting Monday. Somehow I tested into the top level of French Language classes, which they place us into according to our exams taken last weekend during our three-and-a-half-day tour. That's pretty sweet I guess, but I was very surprised to hear it. I think I'm getting very used to feeling very stupid every day – my friend Preston and I were talking about how we don't just feel dumb in reference to speaking a foreign language, but just in simple problem-solving or in matters of common knowledge. It's a whole way of life. We're so used to being confused that we are too ready to not understand even simple things. So we'll see how that goes over once I'm taking Developmental Psychology en français next week. I can't write a lot right now because we're about to leave for the weekend; we (my host family and I) are going to their little vacation house on the beach! I hope it doesn't rain. Tonight was the first dinner I didn't love; it was cucumbers (yum!) and tomatoes put in goat cheese (which is not my favorite) in a hotdish. I ate it all, chasing each bite with red wine which seems to sufficiently kill any unpleasant after-taste. Blandine (my mom) asked me how I found the cheese and I told her it wasn't my favorite; I told them about my mom making goat milk soap and they were shocked, full of questions. I've taken pictures of my siblings and me and my room but I don't have time to load them now. Soon! Au revoir!