Tuesday evening's sports class was different to the one we usually have, especially towards the enf. For one thing there was practically no-one there! I think it's because the holiday's are so near that people aren't bothered any more. Or are sick.
The end of the class was so much fun, though. We paired up and gave a massage to our partner, using a ball as a tool. It felt SO good! I didn't want to get up at the end of it! After we stretched a little, which was also nice, but my muscles were a sore from the day before! It felt so good to stretch them! I had been walking a bit funny all day, and every time anyone touched my shoulders I would protest with a cry of "Ca fait mal!". Kevin seemed to enjoy showing people how sore people's muscles were, especially if they hadn't been in class or had been in the other group. I was test subject numero uno. I did live through it. It wasn't too bad unless someone forgot and gave me a hug! (Read Pauline/Clémentine)
Right before I left school we saw a fire in the kitchen! They had been making fries for dinner that night, but had ended up burning the kitchen down instead! The fire alarm system, of course, didn't work! Luckily everyone went outside of their own accord and didn't panic. Marie and I left before the fire brigade got there, but we heard them driving past as we walked to the bus stop.
Wednesday was yet again worse than the day before. I had double the pain, as my muscles were hurting all over, not just my arms and legs, but also my abs, back and arse. Thankfully it was a short day!
After a not-so-filling lunch of salad I went in search of Kevin as I'd promised to hang out with him after school. We went up to his room where we played poker, pretty much all the way up until 1730 when I left, with his friends. (I didn't want to get in too late.)
I had so much fun, but Kevin did point out that I wasn't too talkative and I agree, but the thing is I understand, but to answer I have to think about my response a bit more than when I'm just listening. I will try to be more talkative, though. He is completely right. (P.S. one word : squat)
That morning the fire brigade had been called in, yet again, as one of the kitchen staff had decided it would be and interesting week to give himself a huge cut on his hand. In France the fire brigade is called in first, before anything else. I find it strange and wonderful at the same time. It's fascinating and I don't understand it.
I was extremely tired after returning home and I hit the sack pretty much right after having eaten dinner. I slept SOOO well that night for some reason.
On Thursday my muscles had almost completely healed, so all was well. I was still tired, although well rested.
We had an Agro. Équipement exam, which I totally failed. I believe I will get three points or so max, as I answered none of the questions on the paper. On the other hand I did label the little schéma that we had. I feel that went pretty well.
We had no sports as it had snowed during the night! I mean, really snowed. It had snowed all day, pretty much and there was a food five cm of snow on the ground. And there still is! There were snow fights all around and some went sledging (including Kevin who got a cut that runs down the side of his nose all the way to his chin. It doesn't look too bad, but it has a scab now and looks worse than it is.
On Friday we had practically no lessons. We only had an hour of History in the morning and we watched the end of a film for an hour and a half right after lunch. It was a very chill day. I was glad as it was the last day of school for crying out loud!
Today has been really uneventful. I was chatting with a friend online but that's all. I WAS supposed to do something with Kevin but he had a bad hangover so we're going to take a rain check on that some other, better suited time.
I'm still panicking about what to get Marie. I have no idea. On the other hand Danièle told me exactly what she wants, a plant for the garden. It's not too expensive so that'll be my Christmas present for her!
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