Number one complaint about being here

It's cold everywhere.  Cold inside, cold outside.  I never build up any body heat and then I end up shivering about half the day.  I know it's a silly thing to be complaining about ... and I guess it's a good sign because it means I don't have bigger, more dire problems.

I'm up early today (9 o'clock!) to go two hours of "class" in the morning and then two more in the afternoon.  It's not really class, though.  We (the eleven students in my program) are studying with a professor from CUEF (the international university here) so that we can remember our French before the placement test we will be taking on Friday.  It's strange, because there is no real penalty for doing poorly, we're not actually being graded (in fact, one could say there's a penalty for doing well because then you have a harder class), but I still get all nervous when I have to answer questions in class.  I've definitely found that speaking French outside a classroom setting is much easier than in the class.