World Cup Fever.

At this very moment, France is playing against Switzerland. I'm currently not watching the game, but I got the impression the game had started as I suddenly heard various shouts coming out of different apartments all at once. I have no idea what they're shouting, but it's entertainment nonetheless. I'm guessing these shouts are at the game and I can hear it loud and clear because it's trop chaud here and anyone who's alive and breathing had better have their windows open so they don't pass out.

All of my classmates are extremely into this...World Cup thingy. Moi? I'm too busy trying not to sweat to death. A recent discussion from yesterday:
A classmate: "Emily, the USA team is playing today."
Me: "Are we good?"
Him: "I don't know."
Me: "Who're we playing?"
Him: "The Czech Republic."
Me: "That's nice."

Today's conversation with another classmate:
Them: "Sorry you lost yesterday."
Me: "Did we?"
The End