At the Fac.

I want to be on my way to Sénégal right now.

Yesterday was pretty average- ate two avocados like they were candy, had art history class in a ceramic museum, and did some of the first homework that I've done since we've been in France.

The host "mother" is going crazy. This morning at 8am, she woke me up banging on my door because she thought I took her hairbrush. Obviously, I did not, but the fact that she really doesn't trust me enough to know that is probably not a good thing. I don't know what's going to happen when I get "home" tonight, but I don't know how much more of this stressful living environment I can take. It's hard enough being away from home - I don't need to feel like this the whole semester. I have work to do, and this crazy relationship with my host "mom" is only going to get in the way, it seems.

It just feels crazy to move out so late in the semester. I mean, is that even an option? How can they find another family to take in a student so late in the semester? And it would need to be someone who doesn't know my current host mother, because I'm sure she's complaining to all of her friends about me. At this point, I've already tried to male things good with her, and if I get home tonight and things are worse, I'm going to talk to the director about moving out.

Right now, I'm on my lunch break from classes, but can't go to the post office to pick up my package because it's closed for lunch. Because why wouldn't the post office be closed? Welcome to France.

Time to get something to eat!