Elle me dit~

Before you start reading, put your headphones on and start listening to this song. It's "Elle me dit" by Mika and has become my song for this exchange year. Thank you.

Nothing really important and life-changing has happened after my last post but I thought you all who read my blogg might want to know how's life.

You know you're an exchange student when:

-you forget you own language

-miss food you never even liked back home

-need to learn all the states of the USA in French (and you've never learned them in English either)

-think that Belgian food is normal

-can't stop smiling when you hear a small child screaming in the supermarket because the child is screaming in FINNISH!

-you suddenly realise that you are doing a presentation in French. The picture below is from when I held a presentation about Finland to my Rotary Club two weeks ago. Some day soon I'll take part in a presentation in French class about Thor. It has been postponed for... two weeks now? At least my pronunciation is better now. I'm still scared to do anything without the paper since the text isn't written by me.

Since there was only one question on the last post, I'm going to save it for another time. I don't really have time to do research about the royal family at the moment, sorry brother. The one thing you need to know is that they have a black sheep in the family.

I went shopping last week for the first time since I arrived here. I even bought a skirt. Those who know me are used to me using only pants/trousers etc. but I have decided that this fact of me is going to change. Be warned :)

I had my first tennis lesson this Monday. I'm a danger to everyone else on the field but I liked it. That's all.

I have been taking French lessons in the evenings, but now I also have "special French" at school instead of Dutch. It's nice, but I get a headache from the teacher's voice. She's supposed to be a librarian but has no what-so-ever kind of indoor voice. We're now reading "Around the World in 80 days". My teacher doesn't know it, but I've been reading it in English afterwards just to understand something.

My French is improving, it's just really difficult to understand people in school. Answering in French is a nightmare. In Art History I might even say something but otherwise I'm quite silent during class. My History teacher was surprised when I told him why I hadn't done the homework (no notes=no clue whatsoever what we're talking about). He's one of those teachers who preach all the course and the students never really say anything.

Next post is going to feature more pictures, I can't find my GSM-cable at the moment.

bisous

Emilie