It started out as an amazing day! It was pouring rain, so instead of having to run for PE we just played handball. Which, for me, consisted simply of tossing a ball back and forth with my friend for about 20 minutes and then watching other people play handball.
Then I went to go to a meeting with the several other exchange students at my school. The meeting took place during class time. Therefore, I was simultaneously getting out of my history class! Needless to say, I was having a great time. The meeting only took about 15 minutes. After, I went to return to my class. But when I got to my classroom, my class was gone. Like door locked, lights off, empty room, gone. I had absolutely zero idea where they were.
Suddenly, I had a burst of hope! I remembered that two weeks ago we had gone to a computer room to work on our history project! Thrilled, I set off for the computer room containing my class when I remembered that I had no idea where that room was.
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So there I was, wandering around school, posing in hundreds of weird angles and practically laying on the floor trying to get a good look inside the classrooms to see what room my class was in. This adventure lasted for about half an hour or so.
Finally, I decided to just hang out in the bathroom for a while because, by now, there were only about 10 minutes of class left. As I was walking to "les toilettes," out of a second story window I saw some members of my class. They yelled at me what room they were in. Not embarrassing in the least. I trudged up the stairs and finally found my class.
So there you have it, something to keep in mind: When you're running around in circles about to give up, sometimes you just need someone to yell at you from the second floor of a building to help you find your way.
Until next time!
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