No Breakthrough...

In my last blog, written earlier today, I talked about how I had a breakthrough in avoiding awkward pick-ups. Ironically, without leaving my appartment, I learned that I didn't learn at all.
I had a telephone call to sublet my appartement. Very normal. The guy asked if I was from France-- a wonderful compliment, but still normal, as I am obviously not from Quebec. End of conversation. Then, I checked my email, in which he had written that my accent was so sweet that he wanted to go out for coffee with me. Oh dear. I just found it ironic that I had thought I had successfully "Citified" myself, only to fail shortly thereafter. I guess I haven't learned after all.

Breakthrough...

I just thought I would let everyone know that I have finally learned the City Stare-- the blank look that refuses to smile at strangers and looks right past them. Yesterday, two drunk guys boarded the bus. Despite the bus being very empty and having many different seats to choose from, these guys decided to try and pick me up, sitting in the two chairs directly facing me.

I was so angry. The audacity!

So I continued staring out the window, looking at my reflection and secretly admiring the newly acquired bitchy look that I am finally capable of portraying. And the drunk guys didn't dare say a word.

my home.

Just in case anyone is interested in seeing where I've been living for the past 8 months, "Bienvenue chez moi."

snow.

OK. It is April 16. And I walked to school with ice pellets and snow whipping my face. Right now, my window is rattling, threatening to cave under the wind's pressure. This is a cruel and injust world, when I hear of everybody who got sunburns today. Hurrah for the Great White North. No, actually, this is not one of it's prouder moments.

On another note, has anyone ever gone rock climbing? Well. Let me tell you: my poor arms. I know that the most basic rule of rock climbing is that all the work should come from the legs. Unfortunately, this is easier said than done. And I am paying for it.

This week is exam week. I generally enjoy exam weeks, because they tend to be easier than the other weeks. Maybe I'm odd. I don't know.

Otherwise, no news to report. I will try to update more frequently. Maybe.

Aaah...I'm going to finish writing this and get away from my window. I really am worried about the force of that wind!