I hope everyone is doing well. I apologize for not posting anything since I have been in Paris, but things are crazy here! Well, maybe not crazy. More like life has been a whirlwind of events but in a good way! I’ve made many new friends who I feel like I’ve known for years…even though we’ve only known each other for like two weeks. I think it’s because we’ve been through a lot together (specifically getting lost) so that has made us closer? I don’t know, but I love everyone!
Other than that, life as definitely been very eventful here. When I try to think about what I’ve done the past two weeks, I can barely even recall what happened. I usually have to check my itinerary to remember what happened. Despite the fact that I have trouble remembering what happened (due to fatigue + constant events), I absolutely love it here! Things are slightly different here compared to home but I think I’m getting used to it. For example, people don’t smile around here. That bugged me the first week we were here but now I’m getting used to it. And I’ve picked up the habit of not smiling either! So please excuse me when I come back and I look bored/angry/whatever. It’s just me being neutral. Ah, what a strange habit to pick up but it’s definitely helped me in trying to blend in around here. I even got asked by a French girl where something was located the other day. Of course I didn’t know so I told her, “Oh, je ne sais pas.”
Anyway, since I procrastinated in blogging my first 2 weeks here, I’m going to write down things by date below so you can follow my adventure. Don’t worry! I have a good long term memory so I’ll be able to recall a lot :) so bear with me!
Going Into The Future!
The Horror That Disguises Itself As The Airport:
So remember the previous blog where I said that I had trouble sleeping and I was scared to death? Well, after I published that blog, I fell asleep an hour or two later. I was mainly just on tumblr looking at Big Bang stuff since they bring me comfort. For example, I’m currently listening to them while writing this blog because they put me at ease and they make me happy :) Anyway, I woke up early that day because I was worried about the contents of my luggage (I was scared that I might’ve brought too many things). Of course, my mommy was already awake and was making me breakfast (tofu, green beans and rice!). Ah, I will never forget the look she gave me that morning. Her face was filled with adoration with a hint of sadness. I’m not even going to lie though. I didn’t look at her a lot that morning because I couldn’t bear the hint of sadness. Mama! I swear I love you! I just couldn’t deal with the emotions that morning! Haha. Oh! My daddy’s face was even worse. I can’t even describe it to you because I know I’d burst into tears if I think about it for too long. Papa, I love you too! I’m just emotionally weak when I think about you and mommy. Yeah, so I got ready really early that morning and took a shower knowing that my next shower wasn’t going to be until I landed in Paris and settled in the dorm.
After we got everything into the car, we went to the airport. We got lost several times trying to find the area where you check in. LAX is very confusing for someone who hasn’t been there. So after I checked in and stuff, my sister, mom and dad were standing out side of the gates of customs for a while. I couldn’t deal with lingering for an hour or two so I decided to go into the customs area. I knew that I was going to cry rivers so I quickly left. Of course I made the mistake of looking back at them and they were all red in the eyes and sympathetic looking. Gah! Just thinking about it makes me feel so heartbroken. Ah…I miss my family a lot.
So I went into customs and I was confused with what I was supposed to do. I copied the people who went before me but…of course…because I felt so rushed, I forgot to put my actual carry-on onto the roller. Not only that but I forgot to take the liquids out of my luggage! The man standing behind me reminded me that I needed to put my luggage onto the roller and gave me a *duh* look. Haha. I thought his look was helpful at the time but now thinking about it the man was kind of a dick. So, anyway, I went through the gates and since I forgot to take the liquids out of my bag, a guy was like, “she’s alright.” I guess they realized that I wasn’t a terrorist but instead a very confused girl. So yay to not being a terrorist!
After going through customs, I went through the airport trying to find Gate 123. It took a while to get there and, knowing me, I was worried to death that I went down the wrong hallway. So, eventually I got to the gate and I sat down for a while. Long story short, I found two people who are in my group and we sat in a different gate entrance because apparently Kim Kardashian rented out our gate in order to get some privacy. I heard that she was in 1st class on our plane. This is strictly by hearsay so don’t take my word for it! I have no idea if it’s true. After a very VERY long time, we finally got in line to board the plane.
Drifting Ten Hours Into The Future
Luckily I had a window seat (33L) but it was where the wing was so I couldn’t get a nice view outside the window. The flight was nice. I didn’t feel nauseous at all and the food was decent. I was able to watch 21 Jump Street and 50/50. I definitely enjoyed 50/50 more. Quick movie review: I thought 21 Jump Street was funny and entertaining. It reminded me of basically all of the movies Jonah Hill has been in. I love Jonah Hill! However, I felt like 50/50 was more entertaining in that it was more meaningful as a movie? I don’t know. I just enjoyed 50/50 a lot more. Ugh! And another quick note: I wish I was at Comic-Con this year!!! *ugli creys* That’s okay. I’m over it. I’m in Paris. I have to keep reminding myself that I’m in another country every day. OKAY! BACK ON TOPIC! The plane ride was alright. I wasn’t able to sleep much because I think my brain knew that I was floating thousands of miles in the sky and going hundreds of miles an hour over a mass body of water. Nevertheless, I drifted in and out of sleep.
Eventually, we all landed and we gathered together to go as a group. At this point, we didn’t know each other at all. Thinking back on that day makes me feel like I was in Lost because we’ve met each other before but were never really close, but now we are like a tight-knit family. For those of you who haven’t watched Lost, there are moments in the show when the characters have met each other in the past but didn’t remember each other but they happened to be in the same airplane wreck together. After that incident, the characters ended up being like a family because they all helped support each other and whatnot. That’s basically how I feel when I think back on that day because we didn’t know each other at all but we all depended on each other to get through the disastrous airport. Now we’re like one big happy and dorky family! :D I love it! But anyway, we eventually found our way to the meeting area where Professor Matta was and then we all piled into a bus to get to our soon-to-be home. Here are some things that I saw on the way to our dorm.
Arriving At “Hogwarts” and Getting Sorted Into Our Houses
Upon arriving, we gathered in front of the clock tower. This is the building that we associated everything with – it seems. We usually meet up outside the clock tower, we do laundry in the clock tower, the rescuers are located in the clock tower. The clock tower was basically our savior the first several days after arriving. It’s not as important anymore but it is still useful.
Anyway, after several minutes after arriving, we were sorted into the houses. My group lives in the Fontaine Deutsch. I’m rooming with an awesome roommate named Elise :) I’m not even gonna lie. At first I was scared of her because she is so tall but now I couldn’t have asked for a better roommate! We have a sink in our room and the toilet and showers are just down the hall. They’re communal. The building is really old and our room happens to smell of cigarettes and old wood – which kinda sucks…but that’s life. You win some, you lose some. Haha. Oh! And here’s a picture of some of the first few friends that I made! Please excuse how horrible I look. That was after 10 hours on an airplane. Deal with it!
From left to right: Vanessa, Rosemary, and me. Aw…look at us. New friends at the time. Now we’re like old buddies. So that’s us sitting on the grass outside of the clock tower waiting to get sorted into our dormitory. After this picture, I don’t really remember everything that follows because it was a hectic day. What I do remember, however, is that Jim (a man who is involved in our program) took us around the area a bit to show us around. Oh! I remember now! We went to go eat. It was me, Rosemary, Vanessa, Alex, and Brent who went to a random cafe/bistro down the street of our dormitory. We were all so hungry, disoriented, confused, and flustered because we were thrown into a whole new world. I’m pretty sure we stood outside of the bistro for like 5 minutes staring at the menu because we were all confused. Eventually we all went into the place and ordered some food. The first thing that I noticed was that the waitress did not smile very much. I had to constantly remind myself that it was a normal thing for people to not smile around here. So anyway, here’s my first meal in Paris. Voila!
After eating, I think we walked around a bit. What I remember the most is going back to the dorm to find Elise listening to Coldplay while unpacking – which made me realize that she was cool right from the get-go. Another thing I remember clearly was us trying to figure out how the lock on the door worked. We were confused because there are two lock things on it but our keys didn’t fit in the top one. I now realize that the top lock is just a hardcore lock that would basically lock out zombies. It’s a pretty heavy-duty lock. Continuing on, I think I showered and then tried to sleep. Of course, I wasn’t able to sleep right away. OH WAIT! We situated ourselves in our dorm room and then we met up with Jim and then we went to go eat. Okay, I’m pretty sure that was the order of things. Ah, I also think I saw a ghost that night or the night after. I’m not sure but it was real. Just saying. That’s kind of all I remember for now. Oh! For those of you in California, I’m living 9 hours in the future.
I think this entry is long enough for now. I’ll post the rest of my past adventures soon! I hope this was somewhat entertaining. Honestly, this is mainly for my reference for when I come back and I want to recall what happened here. Therefore, please excuse the ridiculous lack of organization. And please excuse my lack of formality and mistakes. Until next time! I miss everyone and I can’t wait to come back and hug everyone :D