I dislike reality
My Exchange thus far by month
September: I was nervous and shy.
I spent my time just getting used to my new environment and my home for the next year.
October: I remember very little.
This is due to the fact that I was in a drug induced haze, minus the haze inducing drugs. I am yet to figure out why I was in Lala Land for duration of October.
November: Harshly bitch slapped back into realiy.
My school as it turns out has an attendence policy for exchange students. An oxymoron by itself. THREE DAYS FOR THE YEAR. I missed the said three days over the course of THREE MONTHS. Messed-up. Ha. I know of exchange students that only go to school three times a week.
Well I am not in trouble or atleast I don't think I am. When my form teacher took me aside to talk to me, she didn't say anything about my attendence but instead chewed me out for not knowing Hungarian and that I am no longer allowed to read my books and manga in class. That I am to study Hungarain for hours on end while in class. Or stare at a wall, joy. She also wants me to talk to my class mates in Hungarain. Ok, sure I can do that, if they want to talk to me.
Well anywho, the end of November is looking good, Venice is going to be a blast. And then I think that I will be moving to my second host family's house. Yay.
On a more depressing note, I just found out that a good family friend just died. His name was Mike and he was a riot. He died of a heart attack. He lived life to the fulled and all who knew him will never forget him. I remember when I was little I would draw him pictures and he would put them on his fridge.
Think that I am going to go to one class today so I will not be marked absent and I will go to the Dóme and say a rosery for him. Yup, that sounds like a plan.
September: I was nervous and shy.
I spent my time just getting used to my new environment and my home for the next year.
October: I remember very little.
This is due to the fact that I was in a drug induced haze, minus the haze inducing drugs. I am yet to figure out why I was in Lala Land for duration of October.
November: Harshly bitch slapped back into realiy.
My school as it turns out has an attendence policy for exchange students. An oxymoron by itself. THREE DAYS FOR THE YEAR. I missed the said three days over the course of THREE MONTHS. Messed-up. Ha. I know of exchange students that only go to school three times a week.
Well I am not in trouble or atleast I don't think I am. When my form teacher took me aside to talk to me, she didn't say anything about my attendence but instead chewed me out for not knowing Hungarian and that I am no longer allowed to read my books and manga in class. That I am to study Hungarain for hours on end while in class. Or stare at a wall, joy. She also wants me to talk to my class mates in Hungarain. Ok, sure I can do that, if they want to talk to me.
Well anywho, the end of November is looking good, Venice is going to be a blast. And then I think that I will be moving to my second host family's house. Yay.
On a more depressing note, I just found out that a good family friend just died. His name was Mike and he was a riot. He died of a heart attack. He lived life to the fulled and all who knew him will never forget him. I remember when I was little I would draw him pictures and he would put them on his fridge.
Think that I am going to go to one class today so I will not be marked absent and I will go to the Dóme and say a rosery for him. Yup, that sounds like a plan.