I just want a hug!

Today did not go very well. My computer battery died again in the middle of the night, waking me up. Of course I was still half asleep when trying to plug it in so I died on me. Then, when I woke up I felt really sick. My head hurt, I was freezing, and I had a runny nose (which I still have). I went and ate some breakfast and attempted to get my computer working. After 40ish minutes it finally turned on, but the sound didn't work. I am so fed up with everything. All I really want is a hug and for someone to tell me that everything will be alright and it will all work its self out. But obviously there was no one here this morning so I didn't get what I wanted. So I had a mini breakdown, contemplated chucking my computer off the balcony, and then took a shower to calm down.

After my meltdown I had an appointment with this bank to open up a checking account so I don't continually keep being screwed over by the exchange rate. The French don't believe on being on time. It's quite rude if you ask me. I showed up to the meeting early, and waited around for this woman. Then she came out and got me and brought me to her office. She then went into the next office and talked to this guy...she just said sit here, and then left. I was like ummm alright rude much? I was told that opening a checking account was really simple. It was simple, I just sat there as the woman filled out my form on her computer and then I signed a bunch of papers. However, I really don't know what I signed. She was talking so fast I couldn't understand what she was saying. Then when I told her that I didn't understand and she said it slower, she mumbled whatever she was saying. I was like oh, can't I just get one person who I can understand?!?! I guess she didn't like the attestation d'herbergement (a paper that verifies that you're living with someone and aren't a bum on the street) that I had so she got me a new one and was like bring this back when you can. I'm pretty sure all my other information is sent to me through the mail. I asked her if I could put my American money in the account and she's like no you can't do that here. I was like great...now what am I supposed to do? I can't find an exchange place anywhere. So I left the bank feeling overwhelmed, sad, and just confused.

I came back to the apartment and attempted to get my sound working on my computer. That didn't work. I ate lunch and then left for school a little early than normal so I could meet up with this girl who asked to copy my notes from class yesterday because she wasn't there. So I was there 25 minutes early and called her and she didn't answer. Then I called her again and she said she was on the metro and would be there soon. Then I got a text from her and she's like oh can we meet later because I'm running late. And I was like yeah, I guess after class is fine. I was just ticked off because I showed up early to give her these notes and she didn't come. Whatever....Class today was good. I think the teacher really likes me. We had to present a Monet painting with a partner and the professor said we did really good. I'm going to have to go back to Musee d'Orsay and the Louvre during fall break to look at all of these paintings up close.

After class I met the girl from class and gave her my things. I came back to the apartment and my sound still didn't work. Then my computer just decided to shut off out of no where...I was right in the middle of typing an email too. I was so ticked off. I went into the living room to get the wifi on my phone and used skype to call my mom and just cried and complained about the crappy day I've had. Renee said she was going to make dinner tonight so I studied for my quiz tomorrow and waited for her to get home. She made the same thing she had for dinner last night. And just to clarify, they were not home made crepes...they were from a store and came in a package. She put cheese and ham in mine and eggs in hers. She asked me if I liked eggs at all and I told her that I liked hard boiled eggs (but here they eat them soft boiled...kinda runny still) so I probably wont like that. She asked if I liked omelets and I told her yes, as long as there was tons of stuff in it.

During dinner she asked if I wanted some ice cream for dessert and I was like OMG yes! I miss ice cream. And then she was like oh do you miss home, do you miss your family? blah blah blah and I'm like god, don't cry. Why is she asking me this now after this horrible day I've had. I didn't cry. Go me. She filled out my new form for the bank and now she's in bed. I'll probably go to bed early tonight. I'm tired, and my eyes are really dry. I never really understood that. If I've been crying, wouldn't my eyes be wet or whatevs? and not dry? it's crazy. Have a good night.

a bientot