my cold is gone!
i have realized that reading peeps livejournals makes me oh so depressed. sorta, i mean. its going to be wierd coming back. because i wasnt really great friends with any of you before, except for beezy(need i even say that?) and kristen. and now all of you are all great friends with beezy, and its just wierd. i mean i would indeed love to get to know all of you and be great friends when i get back, and i do suspect that that will probably happen, even though a certain someone doesnt want that to happen. but at first itll be wierd, youll all be liek oooh its brianas wierd twin sister back from the CR, what shes doing here. it will be a bit odd, will it not? just thinking about it, you know. because i am totally looking forward to coming back (in only like two months now!) even though i will be horribly sad about leaving. i still dont know what i think about my experience in general. i guess ill have to figure that out after its actually over.
so easter here was quite the production. sorta. easter here is like halloween to us, except you get a million eggs and its only for boys, damn them. so how it works... boys, teenage and younger, go around to houses and ring the doorbell and the girls of the house have to go get teh door and the boys sing a little easter song while hitting the girls with willow branches (its supposed to eb on the ass, but most guys are too shy to actually do that) and then the girls give them eggs and candy and spray them with perfume (idk why). so its fun, although its a damn lot better for the guys. and it made me wonder what the hell theyre going to do with teh twenty or so hard boiled eggs they get. thats a damn lot of egg salad. so one time after these two little boys had come, my host sister started freaking out and was like "igors coming igors coming". and im liek who the hell is igor. sounded damn scary to me. so he came with his two little sons, and grabbed my host mom and put her over his shoulder so he could hit her with the branch thingy. and then he took me and startred beating em on the butt too, and damn hard. my poor ass. good thing i only have to experience this once. haha. it was fun though, it really was.
well i have to pee and go to my czech lesson now. oh joy.
so easter here was quite the production. sorta. easter here is like halloween to us, except you get a million eggs and its only for boys, damn them. so how it works... boys, teenage and younger, go around to houses and ring the doorbell and the girls of the house have to go get teh door and the boys sing a little easter song while hitting the girls with willow branches (its supposed to eb on the ass, but most guys are too shy to actually do that) and then the girls give them eggs and candy and spray them with perfume (idk why). so its fun, although its a damn lot better for the guys. and it made me wonder what the hell theyre going to do with teh twenty or so hard boiled eggs they get. thats a damn lot of egg salad. so one time after these two little boys had come, my host sister started freaking out and was like "igors coming igors coming". and im liek who the hell is igor. sounded damn scary to me. so he came with his two little sons, and grabbed my host mom and put her over his shoulder so he could hit her with the branch thingy. and then he took me and startred beating em on the butt too, and damn hard. my poor ass. good thing i only have to experience this once. haha. it was fun though, it really was.
well i have to pee and go to my czech lesson now. oh joy.