So this afternoon, around 4pm, I was sitting here trying to make a playlist (it wasn't going very well) when I heard a key in the lock. A key in the lock can only mean one thing! New roommate! Actually, I guess it could mean several things, like "someone is picking your lock and you might die," but I didn't think that one was very likely, and since I've been waiting to meet my new roommates and this was the most likely week they would be here, somehow I just figured it was a new roommate.
This girl drags her suitcase in the door, closes it and comes over to shake my hand. Her name is Sara and she is from Italy. She will be here for six months. She said that it's very scary for her, because she has never been away from her country for that long, though she did once take a small vacation in both Spain and Germany (or "German" as she said). Her English is not very good. She seemed very frustrated by that, she says she loves English and she wants to understand me but it's hard. I'm trying to speak slowly, and pick words that are likely she has learned but she does look confused every once in a while. It will be interesting for me I suppose, because I have to start finding multiple ways to say the same thing in case she doesn't understand. She offered to teach me Italian if I help her with English. I would probably help her with English regardless, so it's fine for me.
She's a very funny person. She keeps asking me if it's okay if she does things. She stopped by my room to let me know she was going to take a shower. I also happened to be in the kitchen filling my water bottle when she poked her head in with her box full of kitchen stuff that DUWO gave to each of us, and asked if she could put her things in the cupboard. Of course I told her that was fine. I told her she can just stack her dishes with mine and we could all share. Then she asked if we could also share the grocery shopping, which I told her was fine too. She said she wants to cook things for me, because she loves to cook. Hey, I'm not going to say no to authentic Italian food.
She told me she has had a very long day of travel and she's very tired and hungry so she will go to bed. Then I felt bad because I had thought about asking her if she wanted to go get noodles with me, but I could hear that she was on Skype so I just left without saying anything. I mentioned this to her and she immediately dragged me into her room and had me add myself to her Skype and facebook. I never got the facebook request, I'm not sure why, but I do have her on my Skype now. She said that she told her boyfriend about me earlier and how I am very nice and sweet, and now she wants me to meet him on Skype.
I don't know why everyone is always surprised when I tell them how old I am. Back in the US, Mom's coworkers and friends always assumed I was younger than reality. Yet, the first week I was in France one of my Paris roommates asked how old I was, and when I said nineteen she said she was surprised because she had thought I was at least twenty-two. So Sara asked me how old I am and I said twenty, she looked a bit surprised, as if she thought I was older. She's twenty-two. Maybe I'm just too well-traveled.
So she asked me if I wanted to go walk around the city tomorrow. I don't see why not, I know my way around most places and she just got here, who knows? Maybe we'll discover some new stuff too. I mentioned to her that I had been thinking about going to the beach some night this week and she looked very interested, but I don't have money on my travel card, it's a bit too far to walk, and she doesn't have a travel card at all. I just ordered a personal travel card (with my name and picture on it!) but since it will come in the mail and my mailbox key doesn't work, I have no travel card. There is a little over five euros left on the anonymous card that I have, but I don't want to add to it just to get a new card. I figure I can keep that card for if anyone comes to visit me. Having a travel card is much cheaper than paying the fare every time. I told the DUWO office that my mailbox key doesn't work, and a guy called me and made an appointment to come check it out on Thursday at 11:30am. No mail until Thursday! Yay!
Okay. Think I had more to say but once again, I can't remember. Goodnight!
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