Why I am awesome, reasons 1-10

Why I am awesome
reasons 1-10
By Kendra B.

1. Because I got a 10/20 in Italian and she graded me on the same scale as the rest of the class.
2. Because I think I am passing all of my classes.
3. Because I am feeling very nearly bilingual.
4. Because I have magical powers that let me eat Nutella all the time and not get ridiculously fat.
5. Because I have eaten spicy food 3 times here in France (and I mean spicy by my standards)
6. Because I have friends at school who asked me for my number so we can hang out (OMG THIS IS HUGE)
7. Because I was totally on top of things and remembered to get a present for Camille for her Birthday tomorrow.
8. Because everyone in my class may hate each other, but as far as I know, nobody hates me.
9. Because I can start conversations with people I've never met and actually have them think that I'm not ridiculously stupid.
10. Because I'm definitely living in France.

Ok! Now that I am finished with that ego boosting and arrogant list, I will grace you all with the random, slightly boring everyday comings and going of my life.

My history teacher, Mr I-dress-like-a-pirate,-have-a-huge-underbite-smoke-a-pipe-am-a-communist-and-have-horribly-black-tooth-sized-spaces-between-my-teeth Gavois, and one of the girls in my class got into a fatty argument during a test. They yelled at each other for about 45 minutes. It was pretty durn awesome as far a standing up for student rights goes in my opinion, because he is a ridiculous man who should not be in charge of students. In other history news, we had a test on all of the countries in Europe. GEOGRAPHY PEOPLE! We don't do this kind of thing in America as far as I know. I'll take a picture of my lovely map when I get it back and I'll put it online for you all. I think that those Eastern European countries might just have killed me, because no matter how much you study, there is a point where Slovakie and Slovenie just look the same. (oh yeah, all the country names were in french too, which means that places like Sweden become Suède and Czech is spelled Tchéque.)

I went to an H&M with Geneviève and Camille. It was semi disappointing because I wasn't with Rachel and Ana, there wasn't killer pizza across the street, and we didn't take BART, but still people, it was H&M. I bought a black sweater with grey stars. (note to Rachel and Ana, this is the same sweater that I almost bought in SF but then didn't because the lines were too long. I ended up paying stupidity tax for it here, because the prices are exactly the same only in Euro. Thought you guys might like that...)

My jar of peanut butter is safe and sound. I eat it with everythign, but I am the only one who does. All the better in my opinion.

I was really gross cough-y sick this weekend, and went to a French doctor (quite illegally mind you) for the first time. This being France, I was prescribed 4 different kinds of medication. I am feeling much better now that I am not coughing up my Pneumos (<---- silly word that I think means lungs) every 5 seconds.

Life is going pretty life-y as far as I'm concerned. It kinda sucks that I wasn't able to see everyone who was home on Thanksgiving, but oh well.

Christmas will be semi sad.


LOVE!!! To everyone in the 650 and scattered around the country.

Kendra