
So Paris and I are okay again. We are learning the future tense in class which is very frustrating, but I'm getting through it. I expected a challange here, and I am getting it. Sometimes I would give anything to be home. Other times, I wish I could live here. Something about this city feels so right with me.

Over the weekend, Carmen and I went to Pere-Lachaise cemetary, which is like a little village within our city. There are so many graves, it is seriously insane. We have to make a second trip back because we spent half the time looking for Bizet, whom we could not locate. Carmen sang "Carmen" to him in hopes of us all of a sudden being able to find him, but no such luck.








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