Psst.

I'm going to Italy in April. Because. Because I'm a lucky, lucky human being. And falena and I agree that we need to enjoy life. Italy is a good way to enjoy life.


Other than that, nothing exciting to report. The little hospital called, and I now have work for the next three weeks, starting Monday. It's going to involve a lot of traveling back and forth so I don't miss too many classes, but it'll be worth it.

This also means I have time to listen to more podfic again. So. Rec me, dear flist! Give me something fresh! What's good in Sherlock and SPN right now? Or some other fandom. I'm not feeling picky! (Just don't spoil me for the last three spn episodes, k?) And, I don't feel like AU right now. I would love some straight up fanfic. So, alright. Maybe I'm feeling a little picky.


( Life at the french faculty )

The real world is an evil place and, I suspect, it might be out to kill me. Too much to do, not enough time to do it, and my focus is all over the place.

So, dear flist, if I seem to have completely forgotten about you, you may rest assured that I have not. Lack of updates and comments and... well, pretty much all online activity, is due to the simple fact that I'm drowning in course work. Evil, evil coursework. You can consider this a blanket apology for unanswered emails, comment threads left hanging and anything else that I might have been doing but have seemingly dropped. I haven't, okay? I'll be back in a bit.

( Criminal Minds s06e01 )

And, in other news, affogato is the best way to drink coffee. Ever. I may have over-indulged. But I'll forgive myself, because one needs comfort food at times like this.

How am I supposed to pass Compétences Grammaticales? The revision class is the Wednesday I leave for Florence, and the actual exam is the morning after I get back. I'm going to have to push the exam. But then I'll be studying for it while trying to keep up with the million other things and and and I am not good under pressure. I'm just not. Or organizing, for that matter. I suck at everything! Everything is terrible and horrible and bad! *melodramatic flop to the ground*

... Okay, no. I'm going to Florence, Italy with my insane family. I have nothing to complain about. Except for the part that, since I knew the trip was coming, I could have maybe lifted a finger or two to actually prepare for it, instead of freaking out a few days before. Why does that always happen?

Yeah, ok. No need to answer that.

Bah.

My procrastination has reached new levels. I really didn't think that was possible. To avoid writing an essay in French, I tried my hand at writing an entry instead. Please, please forgive me. There are so many mistakes, your brain might melt. (Feel free to point them all out, though. Fixing things gives me peace of mind.)

( Fail. )

... This is all written in a hurry, and may contain silly things, like language errors and sentences that never stop. Please approach with caution.


This morning's french class was surprisingly interesting.

I'm not normally very fond of the lecturer (he's inconsistent, doesn't give out info and isn't fair in his assessment of students), but the topic was fascinating. La place des femmes dans la société française.

We watched Youtube clips of different people saying different things (and for once he actually stopped every once in a while and made sure that everyone was onboard with what was going on).

Elisabeth Badinter was a completely new name to me! I've often heard talk where (and I'm not sure if my terms are right here) black feminism is mentioned as a separate thing from western or bourgeois feminism, but at least on the courses I've attended there's never been any talk of the difference between feminism as its viewed "dans la culture latin" and "dans la culture américaine". That was the difference she made, mind you. La culture americaine, and not "la culture germanique". And she said that les pays scandinaves, on account of reading so much in English are the gateway through which le féminism américain is seeping into Europe. (This would imply, I suppose, that there is no such thing as féminism scandinave, and on a gut-level I sort of resent that. And that there is such a thing as féminism européen... which I'm not sure of. Is there? How alike are we on this subject, anyway? Purely in terms of "where am I more comfortable", I can say that I was more at home in northern germany and the mid-western united states than I ever was anywhere in France. Not the kind of "at home" I'd be in, say, Sweden, but still. It was closer to what I knew. But then, french speaking switzerland felt very familiar too.)

It's terribly interesting! I'm not sure if I agree, of course, but still. Why don't I know anything about how women's rights movements have progressed/are viewed within the different cultural influence zones in Europe?


( I had a dream this morning )

EDIT: Hey! Where is this sundays SPN newsletter on DW? I love that newsletter. Gives it to me! :/