Monday Monday Monday

I was trying to evoke a Rebecca Black mood with that title but clearly failed. Maybe I'll try again on Friday.

Today is obviously Monday. It's about 19h20 and I just finished transcribing my post for the weekend and writing something about Chris. Chris Alkerton was a friend from my teens who passed away a year ago today. It's surreal that it's been a year and that I didn't believe it for a second when I found out and now, a year later, I'm sitting in France thinking and writing about it.

I don't want to bring you down with my reminiscence of that friendship, so I'll tell you about my day!

I woke up extra late today and didn't have time to go for breakfast. So after struggling for more than 30 minutes to get up and ready, I grabbed a cookie on my way to class. I was able to stay awake in Gilles' classes, for once. We were analyzing the passage we ended last week with. He was really trying to show us how Corneille uses every word of every piece to show emotions as intensely as possible. It's crazy how Corneille was able to write such powerful pieces, using ever word, every syllable to evoke a deeper meaning.

Grammaire was fun and I had no problem staying awake. We went over the sentences we made over the weekend. I forgot to mention this in my last post, but near the end of our bus ride we kind of all found each other and got sentences out of each other for the challenge. It was funny to see the sentences people had made up in such an environment, caught off guard like I know I was.

Translation was the same as always. We continued to translate a news piece that we started last week and went through some proverbs. I can't think of them now and I'm too lazy to get my book.

I had lunch with Valentina (a Russian) Julia (one of the Canadians) and Chloe. I forgot to mention this in my last post as well: on the bus I overheard a conversation about going to see Harry Potter and that there is a cinema in Nancy that should be playing it in English with French subtitles. After lunch, we went on a hunt to find such a cinema but failed. There is a cinema playing it in French: Part 1 tomorrow evening at 20h and then Part 2 at 0h05. We were debating on whether or not we should do so, and so far no decision has been made. We can't decide if it's worth seeing it for the first time in French or not, though it would be quite the experience. Tonight was movie night but since I'm exhausted and am not really feeling going back out, I'm not sure what the decision is. I sure hope they don't forget to include me in the plan.

After lunch was the conférence about French Cinema with Pierre-Henri, who was Atyeh and my driver the day we got here. He's doing a Masters' in Cinema so he really knew what he was talking about. He talked to us about the nouvelle vague of writers and directors who wanted to take a more artistic take on cinematography rather than the classic French cinema that existed. Very interesting.

Now I'm just sitting in my dorm contemplating what time to shower haha. I think I'll watch Midnight in Paris (since that's the movie they went to see) and then do so.

Glad I'm finally caught up with time and I don't have to finish posts about the past anymore. At least for now.

À la prochaine.