Tuesday

So when I sat down on Wednesday to finish writing about Monday, I had actually meant to finish writing about everything up until Wednesday.

I suppose I'll do that now.

I went to class on Tuesday.  I definitely struggle the most in Cognition of all of my classes, and I'm not sure if it's the subject matter or the professor that's causing the problem, but honestly I'm not worried about it.

She wants me to get the notes from somebody.  But these are all people in a master's class.  They don't want little 20-year-old American me coming in and grabbing their notes when I can't understand what the professor's saying.  No thanks.

From Cognition at 8h30 I don't have anything until 15h45, which is my Varieties of French course.  Man that is hard to spell in English.  I really like it.  He's already given us the topic of our evaluation.  I'm planning on doing it tomorrow.  The majority of the class is just attendance with ten points going to this written evaluation, I believe.

Basically, all we are going to do each class period is study a group of words and how that has evolved and is still varied in Francophone culture today.  Next Tuesday is "Words about Men and Women".  I don't know anything else about it.  It's a super full class so you can't just drop in to listen, you have to be fully registered.

My next class is down in Talence, it's also a French class.  It's pretty awesome, even though I only have about an hour to get there and that's right around when I want to be eating dinner.

A lot of the people in my class are people I was with before in class so that's nice.  Some of the British girls, a polish girl, and some other people I recognize but never actually talked to.  (for the record, it wasn't the Fabian that I thought it was--though I do also recognize this Fabian).

This class meets on Tuesday and Thursday nights, and Tuesdays are only to do with learning current phrases and such and Thursdays are all about grammar and speaking, I believe.  The only sucky bit is that there are way too many people in my class so they are going to split us up next week so I don't know if I will remain in the same class with the people I know.

After class, I stood around outside with the British girls trying to figure out if they were going to do something.  They were.  We and two German guys went and bought pizza and then we sat back at Helen's place and watched Pitch Perfect.  I went home a little before midnight because it's quite a way if I can't take the tram.