I´m finally back from France and back in the old lines of life ^^
I tried to draw and write on the story in my freetime, so I will try to submit something sooner or later.

For thoose who want to know what happend over there in france, here you go:
The first week:
first day just flight and unpacking things sleeping... yeah and 4 days of lessons to learn at least a lil bit of french.
Boring until Friday evening. We visited a rugby match und gues what... our seats was directly behind the endzone o.O
I nearly got hit of the ball about 3 times. luckily I survived ^^
saturday night we were on the 18 birthday of on of the french students. They said they would drive us back to internat when we all want to go, but because most of the so called "drivers" were drunken. we wanted to walk the whole way back until we realised we would need 2 hours... we called a taxi XD
the second week:
I teached french girls to say asshole in german to all boys from germany XD
then projekt work on a transformateur or something like this.. dunno
the third week:
visiting some cities, man Toulouse is big O.O
at wednesday the boys were out to go drinking and at the next day we were visiting a chemical-company.
In the bus one of the boys which stayed at the internat told us that he was sleeping when he suddenly heard a wierd noise and as he woke up his (drunken) room mate was peeing on his own bed and then layed down and sleeped in it o.O
the next day he didn´t know anything from the last day and was still wearing the same clothes like the day before, ewww.
What a weared journey XP

Oh I did I tell from the very first things at the airport in frankfurt? The things was like most of us had to much bagage and had to pay extra or that they tock away my deo and my toothcreme at the control T-T.
But the worst thing(at least for me) was after the check-in. I was the only girl with all the boys and our teachers was already at the gate, as we had still time we just went down the shopping stores before the gate. and were did the boys wanted to go? to "beate uhse" o.O. the problem was I´m under 18 and I didn´t wanted to wait outside, because everyone was staring at me, so I just followed them.... everything ok until we passed a shop assistend who (how ironic) ask us if we´re all over 18. I went red like fire and just said yes in hope he just wouldn´t care, but then he ask me directly for my ID-cart. as i just wanted to show him and was ready to be thrown out he just said "ok, if you want to show me your ID iI believe you that your 18." I hate him >.<