zzzzz

Ever since I've gotten here I have been seriously lacking in the sleep department. Or, not necessarily SLEEP itself, just adequate rest. I am tired all of the time. Just ask my friends from school. Whenever someone asks me how I'm doing I always reply "Yes, I'm fine. A little tired mais C'EST PAS GRAVE". And everyone else always laughs and says "Yes, you're always tired".

And it's true.

Of course, I have reason to be. I no longer have the luxury of understanding the world around me. These days, I am constantly straining my brain to understand the slightest details around me. And I'll admit, I often times daze off, and for the first time in my life have just quiet, empty space filling my head, something I am now truly grateful for. People will look at my at times and ask me if I understand the conversation going on around me, and I have to honestly answer that I have not been listening to a word that's been going on for the past ten minutes. Sometimes it's simply easier to get lost in the vast and open infinity of my brain.

When I sleep, however, I do not dream of endless space. No. I have dreams the are a combination of French and English, a combination of America and Belgium, a combination of the past and the present, a combination of reality and fiction.

I wake up often during the night. I had been told before I left that once I was here I would sleep a lot, and that I would sleep deeply. Unfortunately, this is not the case. I usually wake up at least two or three times in the night, for various different reasons. The most common reason however, is no reason at all. I just wake up. This becomes a serious problem over the weekend, when I wake up around 7:00 after staying up until at least two or three in the morning. The sun is shining brightly through my curtains, the birds are singing, and I can not fall back asleep. 

Thus, I am a little behind on the z's.

Below is a picture of the wonderful way I utilize my time in my English class.

In English, the professor cannot comprehend how her class would be any use for us Americans (although, as I have mentioned before, I am learning A LOT of vocabulary due to her). So, she has given us the assignment to read six novels throughout the year and do presentations on them in class. I am reading Brave New World. Or, was reading. I'll finish it tonight before I go to bed (I've had it for four days). If you haven't read it, I'd recommend it. Clearly, I devoured it.

Regardless. We are reading these six books for English class. And she lets us leave the classroom for the period and go read in an empty classroom down the hall. WELL. This classroom, for whatever reason, has a bed in it. A VERY comfortable bed. A bed which is pictured above. And thus, that is how I pass my time. Today, for an hour. Yesterday, for two hours. Friday, for another hour. It is much preferable to talking about irregular verbs. And much more comfortable. So, Emma, Mikayla and I basically get an hour (sometimes two) of free time where we can read in English, catch up on homework, color, dance, and gossip.

Above is a picture of us three Americans at my school. From left to right, Emma (Ohio), Mikayla (Colorado, originally from Wisconsin) and of course, me. This picture was in fact taken at the large fete in Namur this weekend, but it gives you an idea of the three Americans that are taking over the school. Haha, just kidding.

Today Mikayla asked me if I ever read her blog. I do, on a regular basis. I asked her if she ever reads my blog. She does. I asked if she reads Emma's blog; she does. I read Emma's blog as well, and Emma reads both mine and Mikayla's. Which to me, is somewhat humorous, seeing as we are all three together for most of the day, everyday, and we are all experiencing similar things.

So this leads me to the following question.

Is anyone out there reading this? Am I just talking to myself?

I hope not.

Bonne nuit everyone, I must hit the sack. Clearly, I need to get some sleep!!! :)

today I appreciate: butterflies