So! I have two alarm clocks set at 6:30 and 7 AM for me to wake up to; six thirty to understand I have to get up, and seven to ACTUALLY get up. Then I get dressed, eat breakfast, make myself lunch and then update my iPod before leaving the house.
Upon leaving, I go to the bus stop down the street and wait with about six other kids for the bus. Although we all take the same bus (there's only one that comes by my house) only two of them, twin boys, go to my school. So, one bus comes, but it doesn't stop for us, as there's another bus stop right down the road with about three times the amount of waiting students, and we know when the other bus is about to get to us when a green car pulls up and drops off a pair of siblings who missed the first bus and now have to catch the second.
So the second bus comes, and then we ride on it for about ten to fifteen minutes, depending on how many people we drop off and pick up along the way. Then to school it's about a ten minute walk. Every morning I walk past a bakery and I'm still able to smell it when I turn the corner.
I go straight to class (either French, Religion, Art History or English start my days), and then from the rest of the day it's all different. The class schedule is kind of like college classes (well, how I'm imagining college is), where we have different classes every day instead of having the same routine like at SHS. Sometimes I have a lot of breaks, namely on Monday, when I only have three classes, but other days I have classes all day. Wednesdays are half days, but even then because I don't take Latin, Engineering or Economics, I get out two hours early like most of my classmates.
Then I wait for about thirty minutes for the bus that takes me home, I go home and just kind of chill. Sometimes I'll take naps. Just whatever.
I just started French school, where me and another exchange student from my school, Emily, have classes twice a week at night in Liège. We both started yesterday and were totally freaked out during the first break, but at the end we both realized how much it's going to help us with our French. I can't speak for her, but I was able to understand a lot of what the teacher was explaining - it's taught all in French, so that made me confident for lessons to come. We were given homework, and I'm actually really excited about this. I'm just so glad that I'm on a path to learning French, which is what I really wanted.
In other "news", I skyped with my mom this past weekend and was able to see all of the renovations that the house is undergoing, and it's so weird to see how different everything looks. I'm excited to come home and see it completely empty, as that's something I've never seen before.
Well, I am tired and need to translate stuff. Tomorrow I have to present news stories to my geography class all in French. This is done every week and is chosen completely randomly. The teacher asks someone to say a number and from that person, he counts to that number to determine who goes next. Everyone in class started laughing when I was chosen, and I had no idea what was going on, but then my teacher said to me in English, "So it's your turn next week."
I'm not usually so nervous about speaking in front of people, and I really just want to get this over with. Bleugh.
Love Always,
Alyce
P.S. I think it'd be fun if college counselors wrote me back telling me orientation dates so I know when to come home. But that's just me.

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ReplyDeleteMy teacher was late to class, so 6C didn't have geography that day :) I'm assuming I'll be doing it this next Thursday.
ReplyDeleteHey Alyce it is winter here. Below freezing in the teens. I love your blog. Did you hear Barry broke into the house and ate Ryan's billfold?
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