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God, I'm knackered.
I didn't go to school today, I had already anticipated that I'd be a bloody zombie today and I was right. My mum brought me the phone at eight, I woke up briefly, told them I wasn't feeling good and then I went back to sleep straight away and didn't wake up again till half past two in the afternoon. I needed that.
I missed my bed so much. It's just so comfortable and warm and nice, I had no idea how used to it I'd become.
Anyway, Strasbourg was ok. Saturday was fun -- klootzak! Yes, long story that you wouldn't understand. Well, it's not even very long. It's just stupid, my fun happy friend.
Euroscola itself probably wasn't too interesting, seeing as I kept on falling asleep. As for meeting new people there, there was some guy from Slovakia/Slowakia however you spell it in English. He was cool, he could speak five languages fluently and was obsessed with filming stuff. But I lost sight of him after lunch. Kim met a cool Belgian guy though, he looked so cool. Martijn would have loved him, he was the stereotypical 'dikke neger' that Martijn keeps on going on about. If Kim has any photos of him I'll post them.
Anyway, I am extremely tired (yes, still) and I've got to work on my documentatiemap. Au revoir.
I didn't go to school today, I had already anticipated that I'd be a bloody zombie today and I was right. My mum brought me the phone at eight, I woke up briefly, told them I wasn't feeling good and then I went back to sleep straight away and didn't wake up again till half past two in the afternoon. I needed that.
I missed my bed so much. It's just so comfortable and warm and nice, I had no idea how used to it I'd become.
Anyway, Strasbourg was ok. Saturday was fun -- klootzak! Yes, long story that you wouldn't understand. Well, it's not even very long. It's just stupid, my fun happy friend.
Euroscola itself probably wasn't too interesting, seeing as I kept on falling asleep. As for meeting new people there, there was some guy from Slovakia/Slowakia however you spell it in English. He was cool, he could speak five languages fluently and was obsessed with filming stuff. But I lost sight of him after lunch. Kim met a cool Belgian guy though, he looked so cool. Martijn would have loved him, he was the stereotypical 'dikke neger' that Martijn keeps on going on about. If Kim has any photos of him I'll post them.
Anyway, I am extremely tired (yes, still) and I've got to work on my documentatiemap. Au revoir.