I take it back.

You know that thing I said about no rude French people..? Yeah I'd like to take that back please. I woke up, albeit very late and had to run for my tram again (resulting in a very sweaty Ellie on the tram, stripping off as many pieces of clothing as socially acceptable) for a French Communication lecture. Considering the only French I have spoken and perfected time and time again is "Un orangina s'il vous plait" I was pretty keen to learn. (I know) Anyway, we all got chucked out of the lecture, basically because the guy was a complete moron and couldn't be arsed to teach Erasmus students. So I waited around for four hours for my next lecture...thrown out again. She too was a moron who couldn't be bothered to teach us and who was disgustingly rude. In the words of Annie "what a silly silly day!"
So another great day at l'Université de Nantes! Went to Bouffay and drowned my sorrows with "an orangina s'il vous plait" and went on to the Rosé...with a rizla drenched in saliva stuck to head claiming that I was Noddy. What a group of us; Noddy, Nick Griffin, Garry Glitter, Dumbo, Alan Titsmarch and I have no idea who the other one was. Basically we had to guess who we were and I won..huzaahh. Matt, the complete idiot, lost because he couldn't work out that he was Dumbo despite us telling him that he was a cartoon Elephant. We all wanted to punch him in the face, truth be told. Anyway we bought him two double shots of Whisky as a forefeit.

Receieved a package off Laz today with Malteasers (WINNER!) and some horrific socks which I have been strictly ordered not to wear out of the house, only in bed, alone.

So Jess's mum's curry: AMAZING. There was a Kurma, which absolutely blew my mind and a chickpea curry which was also amazing. I think Liam agreed too considering he had FOUR helpings. We spent the night watching youtube clips of Victoria Wood, making me feel more English than I ever have.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OZCIKjYDf1g
"Smear an avacoado on me lower portion" Brilliance.
I'm having an amazing time, but am really starting to miss everything about home life.

John suggested I put more references in my blog about him, as apparantly it would be more interesting. So, I have decided to keep track of the stupid things he says. I'll leave you with his "wisdomy";
John: "I swear to God a duck shouted my name at me earlier".