Tuesdays suck. In general.

Hello, blogreader! It's time for an update.

Tuesdays do suck. A lot. And that's because I have classes all day long, and dance rehearsal after my last class. Dancing is fun, but nevertheless, the day is long.

Yesterday I learnt a new word in French: vraisemblable. I don't know why, but I like it. Maybe because it sounds super-French. We're doing these debate thingies in French class now, where two people debate about stupid things in front of the class. In French, of course. Everyone sucks, but that's okay. The topics are real silly, though: countryside vs. city, milk vs. coca cola and such. I'm debating pro-coffee and con-tea, an excellent topic since I am somewhat of a coffee addict but also, what I guess could be called a tea amateur. My strongest argument is the fact that a café is called a café and not a tea. That sort of shows the level of our debates. Very childish and containing quite a lot of improvisation, but still, they're kind of funny.

So. Ian is coming to the party next weekend. There was some confusion about that - for a while I though he was going to Malmö to surf all of that weekend. Turns out, that might happen this weekend instead. Interesting. Yeah, I'm psyched. Not so nervous yet, but excited, so excited. It's not only going to be great to party, and party with Ian, but to party in Gothenburg. I like that town.

More good stuff: I got a 7 on my comparative commentary. I compared a Bruce Springsteen lyric with an ad for a gated community in Florida. Some people might call my 854 words pure bullshit, but I enjoy extracting themes from two entirely different texts and contrasting/comparing them. I like that. Is there a job called Comparative Commentator? PLEASE let me know. I need to know what to do after graduation.

Speaking of graduation, we tried on our white widdle hats yesterday! I'm a size 58. So cool.