I can't believe I've been living here for three weeks already. I've learned a lot about myself in that time, and about others...It's strange, being in a class with students of all different ages and nationalities. There are about eighteen people in my class-- a guy and girl from Columbia, a guy from Bulgaria, a guy from Turkey, two girls from the U.S., one girl from Switzerland, one girl from Iceland, a guy and girl from Tawain, a guy from Japan, two girls and a guy from China, two girls from Greece, a girl from England, and a girl from Brazil.
Things I've Learned:
Tonya, with an "o" really doesn't make any sense. My friend, Stojan (which is pronounced STOY-on), taught me how to write my name in Macedonian, which is awesome because they have a letter for the sound "NY" in my name. He gave me a nickname, which sort of sounds like Tanja.
I can't pronounce r's. C'est impossible.
The white outside of cheese actually does taste good. And cheese that we would call moldy tastes good as well.
You always want/adore what you can never have. My friends from Tawain love the color of my eyes because they're green/brown and I love their eyes because they're nearly black.
Sorry that this post is long overdue and really unorganized, but my brain is fried. Today I had three phonetics classes and then I drank wine with my friends and thinking all of the time in French is really starting to mess with my English. Merde. A bientot toute le monde.
