Apparently I'm Dutch and look light a smoker...

So Saint Patrick's Day started out very chill and sort of a bummer. It was cold (and has stayed this way) and I was all pumped about it, made sure I wore green, actually straightened my hair, etc...and then I get to school and was underwhelmed. The only people wearing green were Americans, and let me tell you the ones I saw were not in any shape to be in school (if you know wut I mean)So I walked to class and felt a little better when my American friends where also in the spirit, but in a much less drunk way.
Class was long, and boring, and oh my gah my oral test in langue was kill-me awful. I didn't really understand what was going on, and was supposed to tell why phrases in front of me were false, but to me they seemed true. ick. I'm not looking forward to getting that grade back.
The funniest part of classes was getting to traduction and Adrien pointing to his shirt and being all excited that he had green on for us. Then he handed us an assignment he wants us to do in pairs of two, and what are we translating this time you ask? Hakuna Matata...as in the Disney Song. oh lord. as if this isn't enough, Adrien played a video of it for our class and would laugh at it randomly. (homeboy loves himself some lion king)
After class Liana and I baked a tarte crust, and literally took rando items we had in the fridge and cupboard and made a delish dinner out of it. on the tarte we put a layer of cream fraiche (basically sour cream) diced ham, diced onion, sun dried tomatoes, shredded emmental cheese, parmesan cheese, and sliced(boiled first) potatoes. It was probably one of the best things we've made since being here.
We decided that we should at least go out for a little while, so after getting ready, (and sending some goofy pictures to amanda) we headed out. Now at first I was thinking, okay, clearly someone was mistaken and tonight isn't going to be comparable to St.Patty's day at CMU. Liana and I bought some beer and walked around with it, where we then started seeing the shit-show that became Angers last night. Every irish bar was nuts, packed and loud. There were more people in the streets than I've seen since I've been here, and all of them were shitty-wasted.
We sat down to finish our beers while people watching, and were approached by a guy who asked if I had a lighter, I said no, and he was like "oh you're not french, did you understand my question?" yes, asshole I can comprehend french, that still doesn't change my possession (or lack of) a lighter.  wutever. they left us alone after that and we were crossing the street to people watch on Bressigny/head home, when a guy started calling out to me saying something about beer. I gave him a dirty look and he asked if I was french. I didnt reply and he goes "oh, okay. Are you american?" me-"......" him-"are you dutch?!", at this point Liana and I crossed the road, and he did not. and I never answered his question.
Our walk home was eventful. sort of. We saw many girls act stupid (including one french girl speaking bad english to americans telling them shes tall and that's why she isn't as drunk as them---I beg to differ sweetheart) We also saw guys falling over themselves, beers being spilled (in the street) and girls lighting cigarettes only to drop them a second later and search to grab it. Bressigny was nothing but a packed shit show of drunk people sporting hats that said "Saint Patricks Day" on them. After passing the bar scene, Liana and I walked the rest of the way home feeling giggly and happy and she spent it mocking the way I say bagel and Oregon, and by this, I mean she kept repeating both words over and over again, in different scenarios, until neither of us were even sure how to pronounce them the right way anymore.
Today was sort of uneventful at the start. My langue test ...I could have taken that thing drunk and been fine, so I should have allowed myself more than one guinness last night, but oh well, better safe than sorry, right?

I took a longgggggggg nap after class, cut about 2...maybe 3 inches of hair off (my bangs)...n yes I did it....pic later? then met Leah in town.
Liana and Nikki met us after they were out of class, and we spent the better part of the afternoon watching Leah try on wedding dresses(we weren't allowed to take pics or I would have!) I also bought myself some macaroons and Liana finally found an eyemask for sleeping.
Now we plan to spend the night watching aimless movies on my laptop.
Hope you enjoyed this random (and hopefully entertaining) update.