Okay so like I said yesterday, today’s goal was to get internet. Not only because I need it and am dying not being able to talk to the ones I love, but also because if I didn’t get it today, it’d have to wait till Monday. And in order to get the internet, I had to get an attestation de logement (basically just a piece of paper saying I live here in France) from the front office, then go to the bank with that attestation, my passport, and acceptance letter to start a bank account, and then get a phone as well.
Now let’s rewind. Last night I asked Megan if she had an extra alarm clock I could borrow. She said yes and let me borrow her iPod since mine doesn’t have speakers in the bottom. She set it for 8 o’clock this morning. After organizing my stuff last night, I went to sleep around 1:30 AM. And woke up soon thereafter, around 3:00 or so. I couldn’t fall asleep again until about 5:30 this morning. There was so much on my mind and my room was so uncomfortably hot and then cold and then hot, etc. But somehow I finally got back to sleep. This morning, however, I did not wake up at 8. :( Instead I didn’t wake up until 10. Now this may not surprise some of you, but it did surprise me. I was overly excited and ready for the day last night which normally means I’ll have no problem waking up. And I didn’t have any problems, except for the fact that her alarm wasn’t nearly loud enough to wake me. Also I had shut the curtains in my room so no morning light even came in to wake me. :( So a few lessons learned here. One, get an alarm clock that sounds like a fog horn and two, don’t shut the curtains when you fall asleep. :(
Back to the beginning of my story, the attestation de logement. So I woke up at 10 freaking out, obviously. I got dressed and ready and went down to the office around 10:40 or so. I asked them for the piece of paper and they tried to get it for me before their computers froze. And I’m just standing there numb. Like is this some kind of cruel joke? I don’t even have a phone to text/call the other ISEP students to ask their advice or tell them about it. Again, I am all alone. :( So after leaving the front office, I came back to my room and for the second day in a row, I am depressed, feeling kind of hopeless, alone, and extremely hungry. It’s not even 2 steps forward, one step back for me. I just keep taking steps backward. And at this rate, it’s going to be a long semester.
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