Prémier jour de la classe

Aujourd'hui was the first day we had an actual class. Mireille and Dominique divided us up into 2 groups, Mireille took the more "advanced" class, and Dominique took the lower level class. The class you're in depends what level of French you are taking back in the States. I apparently have enough classes to be in Mireille's section. Woo hoo. As of tomorrow we'll have class at 9:30h until 12h instead of 13h until 15:30h, so we'll have all afternoon off - I'm pretty glad about that.

I got up and went for a run this morning, and I almost died of heat exhaustion. I later found out that today is supposedly the hottest day we've had thus far. Good thing. Tomorrow after class I'm really going to trouver la piscine and swim some laps.

I know all of you have a tendency to check the scent of your armpits to make sure you don't smell - it's okay, we all do it. Now, as I mentioned before all French people smell.... BAD. Since I'm constantly smelling B.O. on the tram, walking down the street, in cafés, etc., the armpit check has become a reflex for me. I'm always relieved to find that I don't smell, then I remember I'm in France and it's never me, it's just everyone else. Kind of a gross realization, but it's the truth, and sometimes the truth stinks... literally.

Angelina and I have become addicted to the sorbet poire at our awesome glacier in La Place de Grenette. Who knew pear sorbet could be sooooo good? I saw Steven the cute bartender from the London Pub at the université today. He did the bisous thing and gave me a flier for the bar, so I think some of the girls and I are going out tonight, bien sur. That's about all I have to report for right now... I doubt I'll be back here later tonight, so until tomorrow, au revoir!