This week was a bit of a mixed week but it was alright.
Monday: I actually don't remember what I did. I think i started with my presentation but I went to sleep pretty early due to the Beats-related exhaustion.
Tuesday: Romantic Poetry was invaded by 30 other students so I sat on the floor at my lecturer's feet so I wasn't noticed when I tried to make a point my puttingup my hadn. I was short of pulling on his trouser legs. I worked all day on my presentation that I was giving on Wednesday and I was really happy with it.
Wednesday: Well, today was the day of my presentation. As you know, I have had a lot of experience with speeches so I wasn't nervous at all. SO I get up there, set up my presentation and I start. One minute into my presentation my lecturer cuts across me and just says "I want to make sure you got that piece of information that Helen said as it's realy important". After two hours, I am still standing there waiting for
my teacher to stop talking . Every now and then she made gestures like to say something during a class debate so like it was impossible. Then she looked through my sheets and was like "oh wow very good idea about the class exercise..but I don't think we'll do that today" So needless to say I was furious by the time I got out of the class room and worst of all, the presentation is worth 30% and she wouldn't shut up...sigh. I went out with Jude that night to the Handel-bar, yes just like a bike! So I stayed til about one until the exhaustion kicked in.
Thursday: Yet another night of no sleeping so I was much like a zombie all day. I can't remember what i did today either. Short term memory loss and all that.
Friday: Oh dear, another blank day in my memory. But Christie came over that evening and I met her entire family over Skype which was nice and odd and all they wanted was for me to read out something or speak irish so they could hear my "awesome" accent. They are lovely though.
Saturday:
Christie stayed the night and get up at some INSANE hour (around 10am) then i stayed in bed and she ran off to work. I got up at 3 and then got a call from Christie to go clothes shopping. If you visit Freiburg, you'll realise they do not know what fashion is so clothes shopping takes about..20 minutes. But somehow we lasted an hour. Christie got a dress for my birthday and she looks lovely in it. Hopefully not too lovely as I must look fantastic! Then I stayed in last night and did not go to the two parties I was invited to! Yes, two, I am THAT popular!
Sunday: WAS THE BEST DAY EVER!!! It snowed! I ate breakfast as fast as a five year old on Christmas day and was out making snow men within half and hour of getting up. No one else was up which was probably a good thing. Brita, Ola, Paolo, Carlo and I went to France, the whole hour away from us, to Colmar where there is a big Christmas market, pretty much the entire town becomes a market. We froze and ate something that was described as "thin slices of pig with fumes"..it was delicious but none of us decided to question what it was further. Then after shopping for 4 hours we headed home, everyone passed out except for Paolo (who was driving) and me (who was in the passenger seat and felt obligied to stay up). He has an..interesting taste in music from Beauty and The Beast classics and Aretha Franklin hits. It was a hilarious drive home. Paolo kept telling me I wasn't wearing enough clothes, I was not going to tell him about my thermal underwear, so when I got out of the car, he would not let me leave until I put on my coat and kept saying "boot Helene you are like a nekid" So I put on
my coat. A good day indeed :)!
Ok, So I can't organise photos very well!
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