I have already begun to lose a little bit of my english (hurray!), so, if I make mistakes, oh well, things happen, life goes on :)
SO, I have an addiction. Bread. and it's really bad, but who cares?! :D (People who count carbs, but not I exclaimed the walrus.) The bread here is just, holy crap. If you've been to France and had French bread, then you understand my issue here. It's wonderful to have a Boulangerie on almost every block when you're hungry and in a pickle, or, in a France (haaa), but bad for the wallet when you're a semi-poor exchange student, OR WHEN THE ATM DOESN'T TAKE YOUR CARD. THERE IS MONEY IN MY BANK ACCOUNT PLEASE STOP NOT WORKING. Thanks :)
Life here is wonderful and honestly, if I could stay here for a good, oh, I dunno, forever, I'd be fine with that (of course with my dog here and the people I miss back home). We do so much everyday and there's SO MUCH to do! Everywhere I go there is something new I didn't see before or something new and delicious to try. Yesterday night I tried Salmon :) I liked it :) I've eaten so many different things I never thought I would like and I LOVE it. It's so much fun to just jump out and try new things. It's fun to wake up in the morning and have a mission: Communicate and get by. It's fun to have something new to do each day. It's fun to meet new people. It's fun to just be a new person and find who you really are. This exchange is wonderful and has just begun! With only a week under my belt I can already feel, see, and hear changes. I'm very thankful for the life God has given me and the opportunities that were and are placed in my life. The people, the gifts, and every day. I love waking up in the morning, opening the window, and hearing sounds of the city. A little change up in life is always good.
With just (in about 29 minutes since writing this sentence) 1 day left before the whole family returns, my excitement is starting to peak again, but at the same time I am sad because when they return, it means that it's the week of....
Le rentrée
*insert screams of terror* I DIDN'T SIGN UP FOR THIS. Kidding, I did :) Any-cindy loowho(loohoo? I'm quite more than two and don't know) le rentrée (or, re-rentry) is when tout le monde (everyone) returns to school (aka tuesday (blah)). I'm excited and nervous and sad and blah blah blah. A whole bunch of feelings mixed in to one. Tomorrow morning I go to see if my list of classes is up as the school was fermé ce soir(closed tonight) during our walk in the park (that's right, I went on a walk in the park ^-^).

Thank you google for the stock photo (mine has yet to be uploaded from my phone). Wow. I'm really talkative tonight. Whatever :) Where was I? The park, but no, in the middle of a thought...uuh...SCHOOL! YES! My school is GIANT! There's 3 courtyard, 3 floors, and a LARGE amount of rooms. I hope I can get this down quickly. For those of you who don't know, a French high school schedule is different than an American one. I have a different schedule everyday, a different change up of classes everyday and also A and B weeks. Shew. I think I can do it :)
OH OH OH! I learned that on my birthday weekend, my district has a ski weekend! SO HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ME ON FRIDAY (in January) AND SATURDAY AND SUNDAY I GO SKI! WOOHOO! I also have my orientation next weekend and then a thing in October like a thing I did in October in America (but only one day and in a high school, not a weekend at a 4-H camp).
I think that's all. If I missed something oh well. Questions, comments, or whuteva, leave them below :)
Au Revoir!
P.s. Sorry for the random French tiddlybits, sometimes I forget the phrases and can only spurt them out in French at the moment