Second semester begins.

So, it's like 95% sure that my French roommate is moving out. I'm happy, but I'm sad. Not to mention since it's the end of the month my remaining roommates and I have a lot to do in terms of ending the current lease, starting the new one, and figuring out all the other bills.

Either way, I got a cute new haircut and had my last final today, and I leave for Norway tomorrow! Hopefully when I return all I'll have to do is sign a new lease, pay my rent and all will be good.

All in all, first semester could be described as an anti-climax. Everyone told us how hard classes are and how terrible professors would be, but the classes were fine and the professors only mildly mean. Then they said the French students would hate us and the finals would murder us, but it's actually us who don't like the French kids and the finals really weren't too bad. It's just like in the States, as long as you study and go to class, you'll be fine.

Ultimately, the biggest problem with first semester (minus my French roommates) was the amount of free time I had. I just don't know what to do with myself without a job. I think I'm going to have to fake a job for myself second semester so I have something more than classes, updating my itunes, and hanging out with friends to do.