It really has been fun.

So, I have less than two weeks until I'm on my way home! I really can't wait, I'm so ready to get home and be normal agian: eat normally, work out, have motivation to do things, be able to bake, be creative, and (of course) be able to see the people I love. 

France has been an amazing experience, but has also made me realize that I never want to live here. Not even just Paris, but France in general. It's an amazing country to visit and I'd love to come back someday (especially the south) but it's not a place I ever see myself living. So, I'm ready to get back to Fort Worth and finish up college and see where life takes me from there. 

This week is the last week of classes and the week after that I have four finals and then I leave on Thursday the 18th!!! I feel like I haven't had ANY motivation to do homework at all. I have papers to write, tests to study for, and class blogs to write, but I find myself doing other things instead of anything productive all day. I get really frustrated with myself, but just can't get motivated in the slightest. I think over 50% of it is my environment. I still don't feel completely comfortable in my host family's house, feeling like I should stay in my room and do homework instead of at home when I'd go in the dinning or living room and work. I haven't found anywhere in Paris to go and study, people look at you weird if you go to a cafe and study, and Starbucks (all of them) are always so so packed (like lines out the door packed). Also, to add to the non motivation, the oldest daughter in my host family is home for a month before she goes to start grad school in Australia. Great. She's literally a chain smoker (can't put the things down), her room is right next to mine, and she BLASTS her music, and I don't think she likes me. Awesome. So now instead of just being frustrated sitting in my room I get to feel even more cut off because I have to keep my door closed constantly unless I want everything to smell like smoke (no thanks). And I get to listen to her crappy music too.

Also, Parisians suck (probably not all of them) but for the most part. I'm pretty sure one day soon I'm going to loose it and start screaming when someone shoves me out of the way or pushes me to walk faster. Stop touching me. I get that you're annoyed with me, but I'll bet you I'm about three hundred times more annoyed with you...and I'm taller than you. So stop and everything will be fine. And don't even get me started on French men. Mme. Schein was 150% correct when she told me not to talk to them. Everyone needs that advice before they come here. There's even a facebook group dedicated to how sleazy and creepy they are. Literally all of them. I haven't met one yet that isn't. 

I just can't wait to get home. 

However, I am going to miss the girls I've met here ridiculously. I can't even begin to think about what it will be like to not see them everyday. 

And I really have enjoyed my time here. :)