Finals week

This past week was probably my hardest week school-wise that I had in my time in Paris. I had a written final, an oral final, and 2 big group presentations. All of this meant I had a pretty boring week. Besides studying in parks, it was quite tame.

Last Saturday was the school's big final party that was put on by the BDE or their equivalent of the students union. It was kinda flapper girl type theme and was a decent party, but we were all left a little disappointed. All the students had talked about how they had strippers at the school parties, and not that I particularly wanted to see the strippers, but there is just something about being able to say you went to a party, at your school, where there were hired strippers. But alas, I still can't say that. Sigh. Either way it was nice to hang out with people and release some stress before the rough week ahead.



Monday was Rodrigo's birthday so a few of us got together and had dinner with him for that. It was also super nice.

I don't really have much else to report on. I'm starting to get all stupid nostalgic though. I still have a month left, and have only been here 3 months, but I feel like I'm about to leave. It's rather dumb on my part. I really like it here, and other than getting to see people back home, I don't really think I want to leave. Maybe that will change though.

Now for one of my repeated quirky thoughts. I know I've shared this with some of you, but still... I would generally say that I am an animal lover. Growing up, I wanted to be a veterinarian for the longest time, but like everyone else, I'm not super fond of pigeons. They are gross and always around and just icky in general. Plus they are just straight up stupid. Like they are always walking in front of you or won't move when you are about to bike over them. Stupid. So I have this slight compulsion when I'm walking to try and kick them. I don't know if I want to teach them a lesson, or if its just my competitive side trying to see if I would actual be quick enough to kick one, but its always a tempting thought. Especially when there is a slow one walking right in my path, I always think to myself 'I could totally kick that one'. Now all of this is a pretty weird thought, especially because I'm pretty sure if I ever actually did kick one I would feel like a total asshole and feel really bad about it.

Anyways, I have a few more finals and projects, but this semester is wrapping up pretty quick. In my mind it is Istanbul, Rome, Venice, Prauge then home. Super weird.