On continue...

Alrighty.... so I have pretty much given a good description of my living situation here in Paris. The first week or two is always exciting seeing as I get to meet about 150 new students and get to know the centre at which I'll be taking all my classes. All the staff are very nice and I'm sure are very supportive as the semester goes on and emotions run wild. As for the students I can't exactly say the same.... let's just say that a lot of them aren't here so much to study and learn French. Rather, they're here to spend all their money on clothes and go clubbing all the time. Well, I'm not going to say that I wouldn't want to do that once in a while, but not all the time. I dunno... they all just appear really shallow and insincere. Of course, there are definitely some fine people and luckily, there are also three other Whitties here (Iris, Ian, and Duncan) who I am going to get to know very well, seeing as how I hang out with them all the time here. The best part about it is that we actually speak French all the time, which is really cool and is the best way to improvement. Anyway, I've figured out that it takes exactly 30 minutes from my door to the classroom door, so I know that if I leave after 8:30 I'm going to be late. Hhhmmmm, well I can't say that I've been early so far but I've always managed to get their within 1 or 2 minutes of class starting which is just early enough not to get marked as late. Don't worry everyone.... I haven't changed. It's just my "acceptably late" gene. Haha, for those of you who like watching me run late to a class across Ankeny, you can imagine me doing that in the Metro station. As David said, the price of things here quickly takes a toll on anyone's bank account and I already search for the CHEAPEST possible thing of whatever I'm buying. You really cannot get by without spending about 20 euros a day on food, necessities, etc. and that translates into about 30 US dollars per day and upwards. I can see my summer earnings disappearing in about a month lol. One funny thing that happened to me took place a few days ago. I bought a pack of fish soup which is supposed to be kept in a freezer. Well, I didn't realize that at the time and after being in my fridge for two days...... I woke up the next morning and found a puddle of fish soup seeping through all the cracks in the tiles in my room. It really stank and I had to move a bunch of things to clean it all up but one can still get a whiff of it around the room. Thank goodness it was tile and not carpet.... I hope you like my pictures of random sites of Paris. 

* I watched Wall-e for the first time today and it was exceptional. Watch it. It will touch you.