Procrastinating already (this it not a good sign)

I already have too much homework and too little motivation to do it. Ugh.

So, on the school front, I'm halfway through the stage that we have to do and next week I have two papers due along with a 10 minute exposé on a subject of my choice (I have no idea what I'm going to talk about...). I'm having trouble taking the whole thing seriously even though we will get 4 UO credit for the two weeks. Oh well, whatever. School is boring...moving on...

This weekend has been way fun. The World Cup of rugby is being held in/around Lyon and the opening game was Friday night. France v Argentina. We couldn't buy tickets to any of the games cuz they were pretty much all sold out, so we went to a bar to watch it. The goal was to meet up with the rest of our group at this Irish pub that they found, but, long story short, we went to the wrong one (who would have thought that there would be TWO Irish pubs with James in the title within a few blocks of eachother in Lyon?) and it was way crowded so we found a different bar that was showing the game but had to sit outside and freeze to death, only to watch France (the favorites) lose to Argentina. After the game, we found our way to the right bar where we continued to have a couple drinks and hang out and have a grand old time until they kicked us out and we went in search of a discothèque because that was all anyone could talk about. We ended up at this place called Koubalibre. It was pretty cool and we had a grand old time and danced and whatnot. And that was Friday night.

Yesterday, I spent a bunch of time with my host mom, which was awesome because she is really amazing. We (Florence, my host-mom, Matthias, the youngest of the two boys, and I) went to a marché in the morning to buy fruits and veggies from her brother who has an organic farm about 45 minutes outside of Lyon and he comes into town every Saturday to sell stuff. It was kind of amazing. He had strawberries, pears, peaches, bell peppers, potatoes, leeks, melons, jam, and apple juice. Normally he also has raspberries, tomatos, lettuce, and eggs, too, but they were all sold out. Next weekend, we are going to visit the family and I will get to see the farm. I'm really excited (ok, I'm a total dork...).
After the market, we came home and had lunch and then I went with Florence to explore and do some shopping. We went to vieux Lyon, where we wandered around this pottery market that was going on this weekend. We wandered some more and got ice cream (which wasn't very good, which was a TOTAL disappointment because the ice cream here is always better than anything else) and then went to the presqu'île, where there are all sorts of stores. There were SO many people out shopping, though, that really we just got some books for Claudia and got out as quickly as possible. The only other shopping we did was buying some shoes because Claudia's are falling apart, and I got some really cute flats that are green with polka dots...yay! Then we came home and took a siesta before dinner and then I watched Amores Perros with French subtitles. That was fun.

It seems that Sunday is my day to spend with the Roys (my host-family from the last time I was here). We went to lunch at this American-style grill place. Not really my first choice, but whatever. It was decent. After eating, we went to this village not far from Lyon and found a marché aux puces/vide grenier aka flea market/giant yard sale. People were selling all sorts of things...it was kinda crazy. Then we went to their house and they tried to teach me how to play belote, but like all the other times that someone has tried to teach it to me, I really didn't get it. I have to learn, cuz it's pretty much the only card game anyone plays in France (with the exception of war, which I play with Matthias every once in a while), but for some reason I just don't get it. Apparantly it's like bridge, but I've never played that either. Oh well...

Anyhoo, now I am home and avoiding my homework becuase I am of the opinion that it's kind of dumb. I promise I wont be this much of a procrastinator once I start actual university classes, but I'm really just not that interested in writing essays about the book we are reading or preparing for an oral presentation on god knows what. Not my thing.

Ok, I need to accomplish something so that when I go to dinner and Florence asks me what I accomplished, I will have some inkling of an answer.

*MUAH*