The best way to defend yourself from a two-year-old: stand up.
Well, I threw away my juice boxes. They were starting to get kind of gross... and they would be difficult to wash out. All my (delicious) efforts gone to waste. No matter.
Speaking of juice, I found this yum drink called Milk and Fruit. It's just what it sounds like... a milky fruity drink. And you all said I was crazy when I mixed lemonade in my 2%! Granted they don't have lemon flavor..... and this doesn't curdle... I'll stop there.
Speaking of FRUIT, there's this poster in one of my classrooms with my dad's favorite poem written on it, "This is Just to Say". Makes me think of him when I see it.
More on fruit: I love fruit salad. Fruit salad - yummy yummy!
(If you don't know what I'm referring to, consider yourself lucky 0.o)
...Carla just shoved a bowl of chocolate towards me. I took one. Now she's taunting me.
"You don't HAAAVE to take one, Emily."
This is the same woman who told me that Pringles would be good for me after a workout.
Me: "Why?"
Carla: "Pringles are good for me, so they must be good for you, too."
Matthais: "Pringles aren't good for anyone." *Grabs a handful. Walks away.*
Uhm... if you ever get the chance to ride tram 3, sit in the front, facing the back. (Okay, it's not a real tram, it's like a half tram/train thing.) Anyways, if you look in the back, you can see the other cars swaying as you make turns. Seriously trippy. More awesome than the trippy old Mummy ride at Universal Studios.
Onto a completely different subject...
There's a florist near us, and we bought some flowers from him last week. He really loves his flowers. He works slow and patiently, and ties them up with ribbons and gives his customers instructions on how to care for them. I thought it was really sweet.
There are other nice people, too. My teachers, for instance. I walked into history the other day, and saw that we were taking a test. Since I don't even have the textbooks for my new school yet, the teacher said I could just write an essay. He told me to go on the internet and then write an essay (in English) about why the United States entered World War 1 and what the effects of that were. I have never been an outstanding history student, but you know what? I actually learned something from it. I was really appreciative of that. My teacher liked my essay, too. He read it to the class.
My Dutch teacher is also really kind. He gave me a test to see how good my Dutch was while the rest of the class was taking a normal Dutch test. He probably saw the look of sheer pain on my face because it was so hard. When I turned it in with my eyes down, he said to me,
"You know, even if you had written down absolutely nothing, I wouldn't think you're a dumb girl. I don't think that at all."
That meant a lot to me.
Later I was bored and decided to look up volunteer opportunities on the internet. Found a website that lets you choose the specifics then finds a program for you. I was having some fun and tried to make it as detailed as possible. I choose from the drop down:
Country: Sri Lanka
Work: Fixing Fences
Duration: 3-6 months
I actually came up with 5 results. Interesting...
I feel like really have friends here now. I'm really close to a girl named Jotte who went to America last year on AFS, and just tonight I realized that I was good friends with Elise as well. This Saturday I'm going to both a birthday party and a sleepover Star Wars party.
I put up some videos on my facebook account, if you want to check those out.
Alles goed hier.
Tot ziens,
Emily
(PS: The title is an inside joke between my host mom and I about my dog, Lucky, who likes popsicles and gives me puppy eyes when he wants a lick. I asked her what I should title this, and she told me she had no idea and that she was giving me the same look.)
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