Ranna is Incompetent

So.  Totalllyyyyy new experience for me just now.  I was taking a shower and all of a sudden the lights went out!  And at first I thought, shoot, the lightbulb burnt out or something.  So I took my shower in the dark and I walked out, and I couldn't turn any of the lights on.  And I freaked out because this happened before to Yasna before I came, and she didn't have electricity in the apartment for like a week.  So I called Yasna and I was  like, "uhhh, I was just taking a shower and all of a sudden the electricity went out!!"
And Yasna went "Well can you go downstairs and see if the hallway light turns on?"
And I couldn't because I had just come out of the shower and I was naked, but I asked "if the light in the hallway doesn't come on, what am I supposed to do? "
And she was like, "You have to call them."
"Who, Yasna?"
"The electricity company."
So I hung up the phone, got dressed, and went outside to check the light.  And in my head I was thinking, "pleaseeeeeee!  please light!  don't work so it's not just our apartment!"  But of course, the light turned on.
Just then, Yasna called me on Skype and was like, "well what happened?"
"It's our apartment."
"Shit, are you serious?"
"What do I do?"
"Go check the box."
"What box?  The thing that spins that you always check?"
"No, Ran, the fuse box in the apartment!"
And then I had a momentary freak out and was like, "YASNA, I DON'T KNOW HOW TO DO THINGS LIKE THIS!!!"
And she was like, "Ran, when you go up the stairs, there is a box, go check if all of the switches look the same."
So I go and check and to me, all of the switches look the same.  So I tell her.  And she was like, "even the one at the top?"
AND THANK GOD IT WAS FLIPPED DOWN!!!  Because otherwise I couldn't know what I was supposed to do.  I mean, granted, Yasna said SHE would call the electricity company, but still.  I was scared I would be stuck at home, and it's getting dark, AND I was in the middle of doing a load of laundry so the entire time I was thinking, shoot, now all of my laundry is going to smell.
But apparently (Yasna says) since I was taking a shower, and doing laundry, and the chauffage had been on...wait...chauffage?  How do you say chauffage in English?  The heaters?  The heaters had been on for a while, I was just taking up to much electricity.  So now, I'm sort of paranoid and I've turned off all the chauffages and I'm sitting in the dark until the laundry load finishes.
Thank God Yasna was around because otherwise seriously SERIOUSLY literally I wouldn't know what to do and I would pack a bag and go to Sara's house until Yasna came home.

The end.

When you know the notes to sing, you can sing most everything

Where to start... where to start?  I guess I'll start at the very beginning, a very good place to start.  When you read you begin with A. B. C.  When you sing you begin with Do Re Mi.  Do Re Mi.  The first three notes just happen to be Do Re Mi.  Do Re Mi Fa So La Ti......oh dear, let's see if I can make this easier...

Do a deer a female deer 

Re a drop of golden sunnnn

Mi a name I call myself

Fa a long long way to runnnnnnnnn

So a needle pulling thread 

La a note to follow sooooo

Ti a drink with jam and bread 

That will bring us back to Do Do Do Do DO. 

Honestly, once I started it was hard to stop.  I wanted to mostly prove to myself that I knew all the lyrics.  Sound of Music, waddup. 

Ok, but seriously.  I've been in Paris for about three weeks now and it's just now that I'm picking up my parchment and quill to write this entry?  Yes.  Well, I apologize to all of my avid fans (que: look of exasperation from those who think I'm being too full of myself) who have been waiting patiently for me to write a blog about being back in Paris. 

Paris.  Paris, France.  I can't believe that I'm back.  I can't believe that I'm actually back.  The idea of coming back, it was something that was always in my head since I left, but part of me was always hesitant to confidently believe that it would happen.  I'm sitting here now, on the couch, in this apartment, and part of me feels like I never left.

That's the biggest difference I think.  Last time, everything was so new and exciting and wonderfully different from anything that I had ever experienced.  I was the young and naive college student in France for her study abroad.  Every instant I would experience new feelings, sights, smells, sounds, that were so foreign.  This time, it has been so easy to get adjusted. 

To me, Paris has the element of "home."  When I'm here, I feel like I'm back to where I first created my own life, created my own community.  I don't feel separated from the people in the streets, I don't feel like a tourist, I don't feel like a student studying abroad.  I feel home.  

I'm so happy.  I'm so incredibly happy.  Just the other night, I was sitting in the metro, and I think I had to change metro lines like 3 times and at first, I was like, "mannnnn what the hell??? This is going to take so long!  I'm going to be in the metro forever!"  But then, I had to step back and say, "wait a second!  I'm in Paris taking the metro!  Why am I complaining?"  And I swear it made everything so much better.  It's as simple as saying "Ran, you're in Paris!"  And everything that might potentially irk me, just doesn't.  It's great.  I'm just floating.  I'm floating.  

And also, at this particular moment I'm really proud of myself because last night I went to Marion's house, and she invited some of her friends over, and I spoke French almost the entire night!  I really loved it.  I want to put myself back in situations like that where I'm forced to speak French, because honestly, I speak pretty well if I do say so myself.  So I'm sort of elated at the moment.  

I don't know.  Everything is really great.  I haven't really haven't had certain and specific experiences to write about as one blog post, but overall it's been a really good three weeks.  I'm really looking forward to everything that is to come.  

Love, Ran.