Mystery of the cookie woes revealed
Turns out I was wrong about the reason being about the movie...it seems it was over the stupid towel Katja questioned me about.
At dinner they made a huge deal over me 'losing the towel'. Katja kept her eyes downcast and pouting...you would think I had lost her dog or something! No, they kept stressing that 'she bought it in Kokomo when she was 11 with her own money'. They said they have seen it several times in my room and I thought to myself if they had seen it so much why didn't they just march in and take it back? I mean, I was -gasp- using something that doesn't belong to me. Oh noes!
I have to live with these people until after the New Years because my contact person has an exchange student and is too sick to take another...I swear I am going to commit justifiable homicide or just run away.
According to Birgitte they also didn't include me because I am 'extremely disinterested in being a member of their family'. What the fuck ever! In these past four and a half months I have done more with them than I have done with my real family in my entire LIFE!
+ I have watched all movies with them even when I wanted to shoot my brains out watching it.
+ I watched TV with them constantly (if you ask the host mom I only did that on Wednesday, not true...almost every Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday and sometimes Thursday I would watch something with them even if it was for a half an hour)
+ Ate every dinner together with them (and talked/laughed/shared a lot with them)
+ Met and went to every family and friend that has came over or we have visited (and succeeded in offending all the family members but charming all their friends)
+ Gone places with them
+ Done Christmas stuff with them
+ Went shopping with them a dozen times
+ Taken walks for no reason with them
+ Looked at Christmas crap with them
+ Cooked with and for them
+ Set and helped remove dishes from the table (though they were pissed I switched from setting the table to cleaning it off) and cleaned the dishes almost every night.
+ Actually sat at the table longer than I've wanted to instead of bolting off to do something else.
+ Hold my tongue and let them change over the tv no matter what I am watching.
+ Tried holding conversations with the daughters only to get constantly shut out
I have been terrified to:
+ Touch any food in the house in fear the host daughters will whine about it or it will get moved.
+ Stay in my room for more than a half an hour at a time in fear they will get pissed off
+ Take a nap when I am tired in fear they will get pissed off or make comments
+ Ask them to take me to the train station in fear I will be getting in their way
+ Object to anything they say or do in fear they will kick me out
...And yet I am the disinterested one. The only thing I did not do was go to Annika's games (they're at 8am in the morning and Katja never goes either) or wake up at 9am on the weekends for breakfast, oh, and they are still pissed off that I 'got the bike stolen'.
Yes, I am livid at the moment. It took so much control at the table to keep my voice even that my hands are still shaking. I want to get out of here so badly...but I have nowhere to go.
At dinner they made a huge deal over me 'losing the towel'. Katja kept her eyes downcast and pouting...you would think I had lost her dog or something! No, they kept stressing that 'she bought it in Kokomo when she was 11 with her own money'. They said they have seen it several times in my room and I thought to myself if they had seen it so much why didn't they just march in and take it back? I mean, I was -gasp- using something that doesn't belong to me. Oh noes!
I have to live with these people until after the New Years because my contact person has an exchange student and is too sick to take another...I swear I am going to commit justifiable homicide or just run away.
According to Birgitte they also didn't include me because I am 'extremely disinterested in being a member of their family'. What the fuck ever! In these past four and a half months I have done more with them than I have done with my real family in my entire LIFE!
+ I have watched all movies with them even when I wanted to shoot my brains out watching it.
+ I watched TV with them constantly (if you ask the host mom I only did that on Wednesday, not true...almost every Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday and sometimes Thursday I would watch something with them even if it was for a half an hour)
+ Ate every dinner together with them (and talked/laughed/shared a lot with them)
+ Met and went to every family and friend that has came over or we have visited (and succeeded in offending all the family members but charming all their friends)
+ Gone places with them
+ Done Christmas stuff with them
+ Went shopping with them a dozen times
+ Taken walks for no reason with them
+ Looked at Christmas crap with them
+ Cooked with and for them
+ Set and helped remove dishes from the table (though they were pissed I switched from setting the table to cleaning it off) and cleaned the dishes almost every night.
+ Actually sat at the table longer than I've wanted to instead of bolting off to do something else.
+ Hold my tongue and let them change over the tv no matter what I am watching.
+ Tried holding conversations with the daughters only to get constantly shut out
I have been terrified to:
+ Touch any food in the house in fear the host daughters will whine about it or it will get moved.
+ Stay in my room for more than a half an hour at a time in fear they will get pissed off
+ Take a nap when I am tired in fear they will get pissed off or make comments
+ Ask them to take me to the train station in fear I will be getting in their way
+ Object to anything they say or do in fear they will kick me out
...And yet I am the disinterested one. The only thing I did not do was go to Annika's games (they're at 8am in the morning and Katja never goes either) or wake up at 9am on the weekends for breakfast, oh, and they are still pissed off that I 'got the bike stolen'.
Yes, I am livid at the moment. It took so much control at the table to keep my voice even that my hands are still shaking. I want to get out of here so badly...but I have nowhere to go.