This is the month were the Spaniards came from Palencia, so yes, prepare for some craziness.
The 5th of October
Today we had to pick up my exchange student, but I was late, so my mom was mad at me because it was sort of my fault. She stood there all alone with the teachers. After that, I showed her my home and her place to sleep. We went to school and got a lesson from Molcanova (an English teacher who many people hate) and she was really confused and had to improvise because she had not expected that we came.
The Dutch group had planned to go to the city with the bikes, but then the bike of my exchange student broke down and I had to fix it. For some reason, only four people of the group waited for us, so when we cycled to the city, I was a bit angry at some people. We showed the city, but my exchange student was really tired, so we went back earlier and ate wok as dinner.
6 till 12th of October
A small summary of all the events that happened during the exchange in the Netherlands:
- I fell through a closet and hit my head. The closet was set on the floor (open side down), yeah sucked.
- When we were on the bus going to an activity, all the boys and I and my exchange student were singing with all the songs, it was so fun.
- I went to an attraction park
- I got Bacardi from my own mom and the party at my house (the first party in my own house and it fit) (the ground floor is big)
- Every evening we had a party actually
- Monday was ladies night and we all talked about boys
- I told them I liked someone
- In Den Bosch, I was with a guy group and I was the leader and I had the feeling I had five bodyguards with me. I got a McFlurry that day.
- I miss my adoptive sister now, she is awesome and I miss the group
The 15th of October
Monday
It was the most confusing conversation ever. A french guy repeated things three times and mixed a lot of French words in his English and after a few tries I finally understood what he was saying, which was asking if he could give me his Instagram, so I typed his instructions for his Instagram name to add him, but the letters he gave where pronounced in the French way and when I did it wrong, he almost pulled my phone out of my hands (it was a joke he said). I became pissed and told him he should go home.
My adventures in France.
The 22nd of October
16.43
What a mess.
My exchange student likes Brain (you know the dude who climbed the window when he was drunk) and I had to tell him 'cause she told me.
But now, almost every Dutch student of the exchange student knows that she likes him and she didn't want that. Dorine told some and I sort of didn't stop her and I told Brian in front of a lot of other Dutch students (not part of the exchange group).
I feel so guilty.
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a Big Mess of Weird Stuff
Non-FictionMy name is Layla. This book is about my life and the writing is just a big old mess (hence the title). I am from the Netherlands, so it could be that there are some grammar mistakes in here, especially in the beginning 'cause I was fourteen when I w...
