International Student

This morning we had an International Student Breifing session at the school. Its so strange to be considered an international student. The meeting pretty much told us the same thing we had been told a million times. We then went and got our student ID and went to this little coffee shop on campus. The tables were set up like a chinese table. That afternoon we went into the city. I opened a bank account at AMZ. We made dinner again together that night. This time Aude and Gwen (both France) joined us as well.