I'm Grace Stout and I approve this post.

Okay, I'll admit that my primary motivation in writing this post is that I'm insanely bored, and I feel like I should update this thing every now and again. So, what shall I say?

Still no word on the host family, although I actually had a burst of accomplishment this afternoon and now I think I've got all the paperwork done that I can possibly have done at this point...

Geez, writing it down makes prep sound even duller than it really is. Paperwork *pushes up nerd glasses* and waiting.

I'm under the five week mark now, but still over a month, so official freakout doesn't have to start yet.

Still have left to do: fill out scholarship application, apply for my ISIC, figure out what I'm doing between Paris on Thursday morning and Avignon on Friday afternoon, and...

...crud, go to Italian, which starts in nine minutes.

Eep, and I almost forgot my non-French-related part of the entry. Professor Sarver says that people who keep blogs are narcissists. An amusing accusation if you know me, plus if you're reading this chances are you have a blog too, so...there you have it. Nothing in this paragraph had anything to do with the F-word. No, not THAT kind of F-word, the one that's also the name of a country I refuse to say in this paragraph.

There. The F-word is "France."

This concludes the short little blog entry I really only wrote to kill some time... Ciao, tutti!