Thursday I didn't go to school because I was sick (I definitely had caught whatever Julie had, but it affected me worse). It turned out later to be a viral laryngitis-- I walked to the doctor's on Saturday to ensure that it wasn't strep when it didn't go away after a few days (I still have a sore throat, actually, but I feel normal enough that it's not worth it to do more than take the cough syrup I was prescribed and roll with it). I spent most of the time sleeping: I was up at six thirty long enough to have a cup of tea and decide not to go to school, and then I slept more or less until ten, wrote a few e-mails, went back to bed, had lunch, went back to bed until three, took a shower, and then messed with pictures for the rest of the afternoon. And made cherry pie. Something about being sick gives me the strongest urge to bake...anyway, I was weirdly fatigued for the next several days and took naps in the afternoons, which is strange for me because I almost never can sleep during the day. But now I'm feeling much, much better, and I think despite the soreness that the virus has more or less run its course. Or at least, I hope so.
Apart from that...on Sunday we went out to the Botanic Gardens, which was nice. There were all kinds of animals from bears to wallabies to ferrets there (all caged), and wonderful flowers and stagnant ponds. It got me out of the house and walking. I haven't run or taken a significant walk since London, which is sad. I think I will have to tomorrow if I have the time.
What else...yesterday we went out to Florian and Christelle's for the Pentecost (it's a day off in France) and had lunch with them, which was nice. Their little girl is really cute, but she doesn't like me for some reason. She's shy around people she doesn't know, so that's probably why. I don't really care; it's just kind of funny to think that I'm that scary.
Today I badly flubbed a presentation for ECJS (I got nervous and started saying just random words that came into my head, in an order that vaguely resembled grammar after it's been blown up), and had the wonderful opportunity to listen to teen drama upon teen drama, except in French...it's the second-to-last week of courses (of school, for me, but for everyone else it's still another three weeks because of the Bacs), and everyone's fed up with everything and everyone else, so it's not the most fun time to be at school. It never is even in the States, so I'm trying not to make much of it. But, yes. Life is good, though. Lots of pastries and interesting cheeses (gouda with cumin = the gift of the gods).
The rest of the week looks more interesting. Tomorrow I'm working on a presentation about Tours with some of the other AFSers. Thursday and Friday I'm headed up to Normandy, and Saturday and Sunday I'm at an AFS weekend (the last one before leaving!). Right now I'm sort of where I was in December-- thinking about leaving but still a ways off from doing so, nevertheless hitting a lot of 'lasts' (last recharge of the bus card, last full month in France, last week of school next week, etc). Things will pick up once school ends, though. Camille and I made a list of things in the region I have to see before I leave, so I should have plenty to write about. Just have to get through the tail-end of the academics. I will miss it, but at the moment I'm not appreciating that as much.
I'm rambling and I should get to sleep, so good night, sleep tight, and until Sunday or Monday or whenever I have the time/energy to update.
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