I have planned another trip – this time to
I made my first call home this weekend. It was good to talk to my parents and not as hard as I thought it would be. It’s sort of weird – I thought it would be really hard to call home because I am going through this odd homesick thing that I don’t really understand. It’s not that I’m homesick, really, it’s…hmm. Well I think it’s that being so far away from home and from
I also missed my first debate tournament this weekend. I think it is probably a good thing that I don’t have internet in my apartment because if I did I would have been watching for updates every hour. As it was, I checked for updates while at a café on Sunday and got the results through Saturday night. I was there with some friends and they thought I was crazy because as I was reading the results from each round I was grunting or shaking my fists in the air with joy. Hahaha! If you are also thinking I’m crazy, let me put this in perspective: I have been debating for the last 7 years; I have spent the last 2 with one partner. It feels weird to know that he is debating and I am not, and weirder still to watch the world of debate turning while not being a part of it. If I had graduated, it wouldn’t be so odd. It is just weird to be a Bearcat, but a Bearcat half-way around the world unable to help her team win stuff. It will be good to get back to them!
Other weekend firsts: first party on a boat, first time seeing a blue
Actually the story about the children is funny, so I will end with that. My friend Martina and I were at the park sitting on a hill in the sun and talking when we heard something hit the ground behind us. We looked back to find a large chestnut had landed, and it wasn’t from the tree near us. Another one landed and we looked around to find children hiding behind a bush and throwing chestnuts at us. After a few more I got a little annoyed (their aim was bad, but if they had hit one of us it would have hurt) so I got up and chased after them. They ran away and hid so I let them go, but they knew we were mad. Their solution was to come back and shout the only English phrase they knew, “You are beautiful!!” We couldn’t be mad after that – who can resist flattery?? :)
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