In the money.

After my 8am lessons, which went fine as ususal (role plays about going to the restaurant) I had my meeting at the mairie. They seemed pretty pleased with my work and they're going to pay me 4oo euros so I'm pretty happy. Apparently I get a drinks reception with the mayor too, that'll be nice and awkward. In the afternoon I went to Isabelle's class (more awful presentations) and then had my other 4ieme class. Came back to the lycee to get on with some job applications, they have to be the most depressing things ever. Why do I want to study law? Why do I want to be a translator? Why do I want to work at this or that summer school. It's it enough to say that I'm not sure I want any of those things! Came home and Skyped Ella to cheer myself up!