Well, here I am in my 4th family in seven months. The Penavyres.
The two parents are really nice. It's their second marriage so it's a kind of Brady Bunch... he has two sons and a daughter, she has two daughters.
The house is HUGE and so is my room. I've taken over the room of one of the sons who I've never met. He's twenty and collects lighters. There are HUNDREDS in the bedroom. I must post a photo. The other son is Edouard, who is turning eleven on Friday. He likes cats and rugby and Renan Luce... we spent a couple of hours together this afternoon. I'm less scared of little boys now. He tried to impress me by jumping down seven stairs at a time.
Two of the girls are called Charlotte, and one of them is at home now. She's 20, really nice, cool bedroom. The other girl is in some other country - she seems to spend her life overseas. She even lived in Australia.
Today I thought I'd lost my phone for a few hours. Turns out it was just hidden in one of my school folders, and kept hiding until I got my literature homework out. I think they're actually expecting me to do homework this year... damn. I already summarised each scene of Romeo and Juliet in year 10! Why should I do it again now?
It's really cool having other exchange students here, even if they're not staying very long. I made friends with some Finnish girls, Emma and Katariina. Trop cool. There are also two Germans who both seem to be rather shy. But still! I'm not the only foreign person!
There was a really weird man on the bus the other day, yelling at the kids up the back about the dangers of alcohol. It didn't look like he took his own advice.
Languages are cool.
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