Spring is Coming!

My first class on Wednesday didn't really go to plan. We were supposed to be watching a video but there was a problem with the computers. Whilst the teacher hunted down a techie and well, briefly abandoned ship, it was definitely time for a game! This was followed by a class. Another intro lesson. With a difference. Normally they ask questions like "What sports do you do?", "How old are you?" or "Do you have a boyfriend?". Nice and straight forward. In this particular class, 2 students bet on my answer to the last question. Not sure what to make of that! I must be a prime target for bets, because this is definitely not the first time. There was also a girl who followed every answer with "Why?". Irksome to say the least.
My last class of the day were delightful and even gave me a round of applause.
I plonked myself in the staffroom for much of the day and made excellent use of computing facilities. Trying to work out the code for the printer became an issue. Some nice guy eventually hunted one down for me. No idea who he was. I wouldn't normally have gone to the effort but I had some erasmus forms that needed correcting and sending off again. I've never used a fax machine before. It's surprisingly easy to get wrong! Anyway, I must have looked like a right computer geek, I was literally there for hours. In my defense, quite a lot of that time was spent harassing my French department trying to get an extension.
By Thursday the French department and the computer shop were tussling for a spot at the top of my bitch list. The computer shop redeemed themselves after I got nowty over the phone and demanded my laptop back by the end of the day. Hooray, they managed it! I never knew I was so attached to it! It was tempting to fondly caress it for a while but that would be a little bit too much plus I had to spend the evening sifting through all my documents to sort out my YA project, put it all together again and send it off as soon as was physically possible. That involved a trip back to the staff room on my day off to print it out and get it in the post. The man in the post office didn't like the envelope I was using. Strange man, he almost refused to send it!

The weather was still beautiful so I bought myself a Russian newspaper and sat in the sun by the lake endeavouring to read it. I chose not to give anything up for lent but to take up reading foreign papers once a week instead. Very academic :) Starting with French paper may have been slightly wiser, as would not wearing the same amount of layers I did in Canada. I was roasting!