The life of a student

It's been a long time since my first blog post. I always do that. I always stop writing before I've even started. To be frank, I hate that about myself. Why can't I ever just keep doing what I'm doing? Maybe that's why I'll never ever buy a website. Because it's too expensive for what I'll actually do with it.

Anyway, how's the life of a student? I study French, so it's pretty great. I'm learning the language, I'm learning about the culture and the history of France, which is very great as well. Linguistics turns out to be very interesting, especially with all the scientific research. I love scientific research. It's so weird how someone can 'confirm' something, in some sort of way, by science. That's totally weird, isn't it?

The weirdest thing is, I'm not even doing what I love best. We're not talking about literature. I mean... I'm reading all these classics in my spare time, because I'm so interested in them. I feel like they're just part of my education. But hélas, we never do something with them in class. I'd love to talk about my books with someone.
Once, I found this blog, and this girl talked about all the books that I was reading at the time, and I felt like she was my soulmate. Maybe she is my soulmate, and I just damn right ignored my feelings. That woulda been hilarious.

I'm sleeping at people's houses,  because I don't actually live in the city where I study yet. There's not enough dorms for all the students, it seems. So I travel up and down from home town to univercity (see what I did there?), but sometimes I just have finals and they're way too early to travel and I ask people who live in my univercity whether I can sleep at their houses and surprisingly enough they say 'Yes, sure!' and I'm all excited.

What I'm reading at this very moment? Jane Eyre by Charlotte Brontë. I kind of love that person; Jane Eyre. She's lovely. I am not even halfway yet, but I think I'll finish this book when finals are over or something. I've got a lot to read, actually. You don't want to know.

- Petite Hollandaise