February 2012
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Okay, body.
This infection will be the death of me.
“Oh you have a lung infection.”
Okay, well, I can deal with that. But my body is literally freaking out in every way possible. It’s like I have no immune system anymore. Sores on the inside of my mouth, burnt my tounge a week ago and it still hasnt healed, my muscles hurt. ARGH.
Prayers would be mucho appreciated :(
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Today Is Good.
Another exchange student a while back said this on our FaceBook group before going home: “I’ve been here for 11 months and I still have shit days with my Portugese. Any langauge that isn’t your mother tounge is always going to have up and down days until you’re literally fluent.”
I find this TOTALLY true. And the shit days, they suck. But today was awesome and...
Again.
Time for another little rant.
I’m on vacation with my second host family again. We’re in this beautiful summer house in Jutland with some of their best friends. It’s awesome and I love being here. It’s been great so far. But this really got under my skin this morning.
I have a card game called Dutch Blitz that I had sent over and I taught my first two host families. They...
Wow.
It’s a lot harder to hear about the girl replacing me next year than I thought it would be.
My counselor just called my host mum to talk to her about this girl. Her name is Mary-Anne and is from Columbia. She’ll be living with all 3 of my familie (just in a different order), be a part of my Rotary Club, go to my school…. I know that this was Joao this time last year, hearing...
Your Opinion Of Me Does Not Matter.
Don’t get me wrong, especially those of you who know me in real life. I’m not one of those selfish sort of people who do whatever they want, say what they want, and don’t care how it affects other people. I know plenty of people like that, and that’s not what I mean by this.
So what do I mean by this? I mean that what you think of me, your opinion of me, doesn’t...
A Few Quotes From Tonight.
The following is a little example of why I love my host family. Especially Martin, because he’s insane.
Me: I can’t buy all the clothes! I’ll never be able to get it back to Canada! Martin: Well, mail some of it before you go.
Me: Do you KNOW how expensive that is? Martin: …. So here’s what you do. You train some eagles to carry stuff to Canada…
Martin:...
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