This morning I heard Isaac and Alexis discussing something about school. I was trying to eavesdrop and it wasn't working well so I went and sat by them and tried to be part of the conversation. Isaac was talking about how he felt frustrated that he always raises his hand in class at calendar time and never gets called on. This semester his teacher mostly speaks French to them and he said they can't understand her. He said he hates it and wants to go back to the states now. Lexi was feeling frustration from things also and is ready to be done here. I TOTALLY get where they are coming from but tried to be encouraging and help them see the good here. There really is a lot and going back to the states doesn't make life perfect. (Just a lot better!!) I was glad we could talk about it. When I saw them at lunch they were all perfectly happy and seemed to be having a good day. It also helped that I brought pizza, a cinnamon roll to share and fresh baguettes from the French bakery. I got Mark a chicken sandwich and a piece of his favorite chocolate dream cake from there as well.
Mark's last final of medical school is tomorrow!!!!! He passed his final Monday and has a little wiggle room on this exam. As long as he doesn't fall flat on his face he should come out alive and pass the semester. Fingers crossed!! He feels a lot of pressure and stress. I can't wait until it's over!!! Unfortunately, we'll have to wait a few days to hear the score. In the meantime Mark and I will attend a banquet for last semester students and then he will get right back to work studying for Comp.
I went to my last RSO meeting and handed over my VP baton to someone else. Afterwards I wandered around with a few ladies over to the yoga deck and took some silly pictures.
Tonight at bedtime Emma stole something of Isaac's and ran into my room to hide. She saw me coming after her and closed my door. I went to open it and the door was LOCKED! She was locked inside in the dark! She started freaking out when I didn't open the door and so did I. We don't have a key for the door and I am not good at opening locked doors with a credit card. First off I couldn't find the card Mark has used to open the door in the past! (This has happened before! Well not with Emma inside...) I was able to find the card and surprisingly got it open on my first try. Poor girl!
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