(Feb 11) Tiemp Aller dormir. I am risking the sleep time I need to wake up strong in the morning for an early class. But I cannot stop thinking about today's event especially with a special encounter that I wish to never forget. I woke up today feeling a little tired and with my legs still sore from Saturday's futbol kicking. I hit the snooze on my laptop's alarm several times and when back to bed. I was forced to get up by the maintenance, who were to fix the damages in the room (door whole, wallpaper tear, refrigerator freezer door, paint on walls). There was one guy at the door, he spoke very fast french only catching the words for door, side, three sides. He mentioned something about keys and lock. I had two sets of keys, one which I leave on the inner part of the door so I don't have to reach for it whenever I unlock/lock the door from the inside, and one I always take with me in my key pouch. I incompetently left my room, taking my bag and books with me and hiding all my valuables away, without eating breakfast. I waited in front of 214 of the Département de génie mécanique. For 30 minutes of waiting for the start of Linear Algebra I struggled to review past notes without realizing that I had no energy to absorb the material. It took me until the middle of the first session of class for me to realize that I lacked breakfast energy to stay awake and absorb the material. At break time, I ran back to my room in attempt to grab a snack bar from my cupboard but found only two maintenance men blocking my doorway with a ladder. One of them handed me the key that I would always leave on the inner part of the door. I wanted to say "J'ai mon touches avec moi" but never got to it. I had 2 minutes to get back to the Linear Algebra. I realized that running helped keep me pay full attention to the lecture. I felt it too late to finally be able to absorb the material, but I'll look at my notes at another time.

There was to be a visit to Ecole Nationale de l'Aviation Civile (ENAC) today, escorted by Michel of the Département de génie mécanique. He rode up to our rendezvous point with his bike and literally walked us to ENAC with his bike on his side. We passed by the SUPAERO company, and finally travelled an estimate of 1 mile to get to ENAC, in km I don't know, I'm still used to the English system. We were welcomed by Mark or Marcus of ENAC and a beautiful student whom I failed to get her name. Mark showed us around the Training facilities, showing us in detail the operations of the simulations systems they had. I felt that he was shaky at first presenting the facilities to us, but soon warmed up with jokes us Americans were used to. We passed by the Air Traffic Control Simulations, the Tower simulations, and the Flight Simulation. I was surprised to know that I payed attention to the whole tour, especially since my mind was elsewhere.

The lady that accompanied Mark of ENAC was the most beautiful woman I had ever met. She works with simulation computers, she is a 1st year student at ENAC, and she comes from Tunisia. She took three years of training prior to her acceptance to her program at ENAC. She had the smoothest light brown skin and face, the most beautiful, kindest, sincere light brown eyes equipped with dashing black rimmed rectangular glasses, beautifully shaped, soft lips, kissable chubby cheeks, round and firm bosoms and bottom, long slim legs, long curly brown hair, a slim neck, dainty hands, a soothing voice and the cutest smile. I could not lay my eyes off of her except to look away when Mark was looking and when to pay attention to presentation highlights. The Tunisian lady from ENAC is the woman of my dreams and I did not get the chance to hear her say her name. I will dedicate studying abroad to being fluent in French and be proficient in Engineering. I will visis, ENAC again someday soon. I would love very much to acquire an internship at ENAC just to see her over the summer and I will try to get the Carte de Sejour.