It WouldBeSo Nice If SomethingWould Make Sense For Once - Alice In Wonderland
there are some things in this world that I should just stop trying to understand... For example. There are a bunch of exchange students who have already gone home starting in April... After 8 or 9 months here why give up now? why not
just live it up and make the best of the time we have here? We're with all these people we might not ever see again... How can people just willingly walk out on that?
I've gotten a lot of chances to hang out with my Canadian friend. In the beginning of may we went to the serres royales (royal greenhouses). They were beautiful. There were so many colors and the building was so intricate!
After that we went to the museum of natural sciences to see a dinosaur exposition. We were acting like little kids.
The Saturday before Mother's Day, my host family had a big family dinner. We were celebrating my host brother's birthday along with his girlfriend's and mine and of course Mother's Day.
On Mother's Day I went to an amusement park, Walibi, with the exchange students. It was a lot of fun. It's been so great to spend so much time with the exchange students but I'm still glad I have a lot of Belgian friends as well.
I have finally had the wonderful experience of someone thinking I'm Belge! In my night class we did a little skit thing to show off what we had learned in the class and I had to present it to everyone. After one of the other French teachers realized that I was in the class and said,"You're in this class? But you speak so well... I thought you were Belgian!" I was flattered.
I love my little host brother. Sometimes he can be a pain (what little brother isn't) but most of the time he's pretty sweet. He enjoys spending the afternoons in my bedroom with me. He just plays on my iPod while I do homework or mess around on the internet.
Last weekend was a crazy adventure... Parts of my weekend I wish I could experience again. But other parts... I don't ever want to re-live... Friday I took a train directly after school to Germany to see Jan (the German boy who is going to come live at my house during his Rotary exchange)... 1st part of the adventure... I almost missed that train. I met some Americans in the train. They were really cool and I had some great conversations with them.
When I got to Germany I met Jan's mom and little brother. They are such a sweet family. I really liked them a lot. We went for a bike ride on Saturday. We saw the whole town. We saw a castle. We also climbed the "Stairway to Heaven" on "Mt. Kilimanjaro."
I was planning on taking a train back to Brussels on Saturday night. My first train got to the station just on time. It took forever for it to finally leave though. By the time I got to my connecting train station I realized that I had to run if I wanted to catch my train. I ran as fast as my fatter-than-normal-exchange-student legs could carry me. I got to the right platform and saw my train I ran to the closest door which was already closed. I saw the conductor and started running and making signs for him to wait. He got in the train and right as I got to the door where he had been, the door closed and I had my hand on the train as it left without me.
I checked the boards to see when the next train to Brussels was... There wasn't one... I called my host mom and Jan. Jan said to take the next train back to his house and I could stay there one more night. My host mom said that was okay so I talked to the information desk to see if I would be able to get a new ticket for the next day. I took the train back to Jan's house. His mom helped me get a new ticket for the next day. She asked the man at the station how late my first train had actually been. It was 13 minutes late. I was supposed to have 13 minutes between the 2 trains... He printed off a new ticket immediately. I was actually really happy to have spent one more day in Germany with my future host brother.
Sunday afternoon I decided to go on skype to introduce Jan to my parents. I got my iPod to send my dad a text message and I saw the most shocking news I could have gotten. I had a text from my sister saying that my grandma had passed away. It was really hard being so far away.
Jan's parents said that they would drive my to Cologne so that I didn't have to worry about train problems again. When we got there we went to a cathedral and I was able to light a candle for my Grandma.
We went in to the station to wait for my train and they said that it would be 5 minutes late. Then they said 10 minutes... Then 20... Then they changed the platform and said it would be 40 minutes late. By the time it got to the station, my train was 55 minutes late. Then it took another 10 minutes for it to actually start moving.
Yesterday was my Grandma's funeral. I was there on skype. I was able to hear the talks and see the people who were there. It was hard. I wish I could be at home to comfort my mom.
School exams are starting soon. I should be spending the majority of my time studying... But finding the motivation to do it is hard. I feel like if I'm gonna be here I might as well be spending as much time as possible with my friends rather than sitting in my room studying for tests that might or might not count.
This last month is going to be hard but I'm going to make it great!
It's a Small World Afterall
