Haha, don't worry, I haven't had my purse stolen...yet. There were a number of crisis this week however, ofcourse only making me love Paris more. I have been extremely busy since the weekend, trying to finally get settled into classes, work, and life.
I spent the superbowl night working while all my friends went out to bars, but surprisingly it was well with it. I work as an english teacher for a computer engineering school in Paris. So needless to say, the boys are on the nerdy side (and they are all boys). However, I love hanging out with them, they all have a great sense of humor, and party hard. So even though superbowl started at 12 midnight here, and I didn't get to bed until 6 am, it was a great night.
However, at 9am the next morning, I had a doctor's appt. with the french government. Ahh. That was an experience in itself. After 3 hours, stripping of my clothes in a room of strangers, and feeling molested by the french government, I received the sticker inside my passport that said I was now legal in France. Good.
The rest of the week was a blur, running to classes, teaching classes, missing classes, and finally getting a "promotion". Wednesday, I was at the Engineering school ready to teach my reading class of 3, and no one showed up. So luckily, I got to enjoy 2 hours of office work. I've interned for offices before, so I don't mind office work, but it's certainly nothing I want to do for the rest of my life. On this particular day, my boss took interest in me. He dragged me away from the English department, and now I am the newest member of a completely french payroll office. I had whiplash by the end of the day, but it will be a great oppurtunity. I will only be able to speak french, get 3 extra hours a week, 150 extra euros a month, and another easy job. All in all, I'm happy.
I picked up another class at Sorbonne Nouvelle this week, but I'm still missing at least one. Ah, perhaps next week! Haha. My class this morning has been cancelled, so I'm going to take the day to relax, be a slob, buy my train ticket for my trip to Tours at the end of the month, activate my french bank account, and then going out hardcore this weekend. All of my friends are in town, and we have decided to make it a weekend of english pubs, sheek clubs, and Parisian soirees (parties). Hopefully my bank account and I will make it through the weekend, but parties always help, just need a bottle of euro wine and yourself. Haha.
I will be sure to update on my new job, my planned travels, and my weekend next week!
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Oh, and I forgot to comment on the stolen identity! Simply my roommate thought her identity had been stolen for two days, and it was a stressful two days. When we finally were contacted by the government that all was well, we cracked a bottle of wine, ate pasta and a gigantic brownie, and watched movies. Haha all is well in the world now!
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