Holy crap. 5 months soon. i know i havent writte in a while, sorry.
life here is so normal to me. the craziest thing is happening and im half expecting it now. the past couple months i have done a lot. including, moving families, christmas, traveling, preparing to travel, experencing and feeling new things and meeting new people. and of course partying.
first, everyone wants to hear about my christmas.. well, it was deffinetly different, and the hardest time of the year by far. christmas started off by me shopping, figuring out presents, thinking this is gonna be one crazy christmas. well i went shopping gave out the presents to rotary and it was fine. before this, i recieved a package with presents for me and my family for christmas, and in it came a stocking, something i get every year, and that was the one thing to save and open with my family on skype. i come home after a movie one night, and find out my sister got into my stocking, opened and stole my gifts. i cried for a very long time, called my dad, called like 6 people from rotary, freaking out. well. in the end i got over it, forgave her and moved on. slowly i am getting my things back, that my mom is finding hidden all over the house. after that, it was christmas eve. i got home and got ready thinking people would be over around 4 or 5, like at home. well i shoulda thought about that one better, cause this is brazil, the party doesnt start till after midnight. people started showing up around 10, we all ate food, drank, talked, and of course; danced. 5 minutes to midnight comes around, all electronics get turned off, the house is quiet, everyone gathers in a circle around the dinner table and holds hands. my mom said a few words i didnt understand, then we all prayed, and then SANG HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO JESUS. i was standing there, probably looking like a total idiiot, cause i had no idea what the hell we were doing. then, wait for it... everyone broke into tearss. i didnt know what to do. at that point i wanted to laugh, cause i thought they were being sarcastic, hugging and crying.. then i look at my cousin and its no effin joke. so i start hugging people smiling, saying merry christmas, and not having a clue what was going on.. and i still dont to this day. aftre all the crying, everyone got drunk, i threw on my bathing suite and jumped in the pool and then everyone else did. the day after people came over, we had a pool party and then i went to micas house to celebrate christmas with them as well. (santa never came to either of our houses....) were baaaad girls.
then i left for the south. im here now, and its hot, im tannning, and everything.. the south has hot guys. i have yet to figure out what city or state im in.
oh! moving families, was rediculious. i find out that my family is switched and that im moving, within 3 days. omg. was a very dramatic 3 days. i was quite angry with rotary. but the switch isnt too bad.
now, my thoughts, enough with what im doing, its what im thinking is whats important.
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i was talking to my sister tia on skype last night, and i was saying how beautiful it is here, looking at the lights of the city, the houses and the hand built roads. most people at home dont even know this excists. to me, this is the most beautiful thing in the world. people sitting on there 2 bedroom appartment decks, with friends food family and music. they wqere so happy. most people think they need a new car, or a better phone. kids want new toys, always something else. i just saw everything differently walking with people i just met to get ice cream. then after, went for a walk on the beach, holding hands with this beautiful brazilian boy trying to communicate, and yes, my portuguese is comming along great.
life here is going great.. i remember how scared i was to come here, because of how differnt it was gonna be, now i think im more scared to go home because of house different my home will be. weird thinking that.
7 days till northeast.. i remember when i was just signing up for it and wasnt even thinking about how close it was until now.. i only have 6 months left in this exchange, and i dont plan on wasting it. im going to bed now, so i can get up early enough to be awake and run inton the ocean and fall in love with everything i see.
boa noiteeeeeeeee, beijosss.
Wednesday, 28 December 2011
Monday, 7 November 2011
sitting here, thinking...
so, today i got sick... agian.. i dont know why, but im constantly sick here. and its killing me.
when i woke up this morning i thought of my mom.. the way you feel when you wake up at home, that good feeling. the feel of the sun and the snow, the way your car smells. everything, i missed when i woke up. and it just about killed me.
i miss my mom, i havent talked to her in a long time, and it made me think of how greatful i am to have her. i love you so much. you are one of the strongest women in the world and i respect you so much for it.
we havent been that close my whole life, but i promise now that after this year, that will change. it opened my eyes... showed me i need you in my life.
also, my sisters. i dont know what i would do without my sisters. i know they love me no matter what and it wont change.. they are my life, and i will do anything they need to help him. after this blog i will be writting a email to my rotary club, because they want to take a year off of the youth exchange. and my sister has wanted to do this as long as i have.
they dont understand how this could have such a big effect on someone. they think it is okay to just take a year off.. but this year is my sisters year.. she wants to go. and she wants to grow from it.. i am very disapointed in the club because of this. what if she doesnt have a chance the next year either. she needs to do this, and im upset that my club would fail me like that.. and fail her.
life is full of dissapointments, you just have to move on from it.. and learn to deal with it.
sometimes people will disapoint, but no matter what, forgive them and give them a second chance..
my step mom has recently left my family.. and second chances are a big thing now, and ive realized that everyone deserves a second chance, and to be heard out. it is all going to be okay.
SO. just this past weekend i went to a concert, got back stage and met him and everything it was so cool. got pictures, and then were front and center of the stage. he deitcated a few songs to canada and the US and it was a great night, that was friday.. saturday i went to a club. me and my friend from the US.. and we met so many people.. danced and sang so much. it was a really good night.
my life is good here.. just a few couple twists and turn i gotta get over.. but other then all of that, i am having the time of my life.
Vida e booaaaaa.
when i woke up this morning i thought of my mom.. the way you feel when you wake up at home, that good feeling. the feel of the sun and the snow, the way your car smells. everything, i missed when i woke up. and it just about killed me.
i miss my mom, i havent talked to her in a long time, and it made me think of how greatful i am to have her. i love you so much. you are one of the strongest women in the world and i respect you so much for it.
we havent been that close my whole life, but i promise now that after this year, that will change. it opened my eyes... showed me i need you in my life.
also, my sisters. i dont know what i would do without my sisters. i know they love me no matter what and it wont change.. they are my life, and i will do anything they need to help him. after this blog i will be writting a email to my rotary club, because they want to take a year off of the youth exchange. and my sister has wanted to do this as long as i have.
they dont understand how this could have such a big effect on someone. they think it is okay to just take a year off.. but this year is my sisters year.. she wants to go. and she wants to grow from it.. i am very disapointed in the club because of this. what if she doesnt have a chance the next year either. she needs to do this, and im upset that my club would fail me like that.. and fail her.
life is full of dissapointments, you just have to move on from it.. and learn to deal with it.
sometimes people will disapoint, but no matter what, forgive them and give them a second chance..
my step mom has recently left my family.. and second chances are a big thing now, and ive realized that everyone deserves a second chance, and to be heard out. it is all going to be okay.
SO. just this past weekend i went to a concert, got back stage and met him and everything it was so cool. got pictures, and then were front and center of the stage. he deitcated a few songs to canada and the US and it was a great night, that was friday.. saturday i went to a club. me and my friend from the US.. and we met so many people.. danced and sang so much. it was a really good night.
my life is good here.. just a few couple twists and turn i gotta get over.. but other then all of that, i am having the time of my life.
Vida e booaaaaa.
Tuesday, 1 November 2011
Languages!!
I'm in class, and just got in trouble for speaking English to a friend... It made me thnk about Canada.. If someone doesn't speak English (which is a normal thing) we figure out ways to help them and communicate some other way. Canada is multicultural. Brazil is different like that. They have a problem with you speaking English when you are supposed to speak pourtuguese. Canadiens are a little more accepting in that way.
Guess I just gotta work harder and learn it fasterrrr! Wish me luck. It's coming along.
Guess I just gotta work harder and learn it fasterrrr! Wish me luck. It's coming along.
Monday, 31 October 2011
Third Month
I started this blog a little late, but I will now start to keep up with it.
I'm in my third month here and I can already feel the change in myself. I love brasil and now I call it my home.
My first month was like a dream come true. I was making friends, I went out all the time, my friends missed me. I loved it. It was like a fairytail. My second month got harder. I started tomiss home more then I expected.. I had a really hard time with the language and realized most of the people here aren't your friends. Don't get me wrong, I have lots of good friends here, but after the celebrity status fades, you just gotta learn to fit in. And I like it. The attention is a little over whellming sometimes. Going into the third month I am understanding the language a lot better and making progress speaking it as well.
The parties are crazy so far. They don't start till 1 or 2 and don't end till 5. It's a normal thing here. So I have gotten used to being up till 4 or 5 and up at 9 or 10.
The people are so welcoming and loving. Canadiens are so different then people here. Canadiens come off so rude, and bitchy compared to people here.
My host family is amazing. I love them to death. They make me feel so at home here. Even though the living ways are different, I still like it a lot.
The music is so cool to listen too. The funk is a good time and so is the country. There is so many different types and ways of dancing, but yet, every Brazilian can dance. I don't get it.
I get asked what I like in brazil on a daily basis. Of course my answer is the food and people. No matter where you are, there is always good food, people and coffee.
You don't really think about it, but almost every month, I go to the beach. A Brazilian beach, ocean, waves and beautiful sun and sand. Also I'm really tanned. I can't tell cause everyone here is dark, but comparing my back color to my bum, I'm soooooo dark. Be jealous.
I have gained weight. But I don't care, I'm nothonna stop eating the food here. I only get it for a year. And it's amazing.
School is very different. So easy. I love it cause I don't have to do anything being an exchange student. As I am writhing this blog in class because I can't really do much else during notes.
To me, being an exchange student means many different things. Right now, this trip is for myself. I am dOing it all for myself. I feel selfish, but at the same time I am thinking about the end of the tRip. In thefuture, I can do great things with the knowledge and experience I will have. Even though I am missing a year of school, friends and life at home, I think of it as I am aging a year of my life, because no one will have the stories I will have when I go home.
When I left, there was many people who didn't believe in me, didn't think I could do this, didn't want me to do this. But those are the people who make me stronger here. With them telling me that I can't or thinking that j won't make it, will only make me make the year. The people who are there for you like my friends and family are my balance, knoing I have the strenth to do it.
I keep thinking about when I gohome. How I am going tO be, who everyone else will be. What I'm going to do. All of these questions... But honestly, I can't control any of the answers. I just have tO sit back, enjoy my ode for the moment, make the most out Of the present and take my life here I want it to go, and worry about what come after when I get there.
Life is changing every second of everyday. Someone is born, someone dies, someone does something they regret, and sometimes makes a life changing decision... Everything you do it changes the rest of your life. Every decision you make changed something that can effect you or others lives.And you are gonna make mistakes and bad decisions, it just means to move on from them.
I have made and lost friends from this experience, it is a wild ride and one great experience.
Until next Time!!! Tchhaaauuuu <3
I'm in my third month here and I can already feel the change in myself. I love brasil and now I call it my home.
My first month was like a dream come true. I was making friends, I went out all the time, my friends missed me. I loved it. It was like a fairytail. My second month got harder. I started tomiss home more then I expected.. I had a really hard time with the language and realized most of the people here aren't your friends. Don't get me wrong, I have lots of good friends here, but after the celebrity status fades, you just gotta learn to fit in. And I like it. The attention is a little over whellming sometimes. Going into the third month I am understanding the language a lot better and making progress speaking it as well.
The parties are crazy so far. They don't start till 1 or 2 and don't end till 5. It's a normal thing here. So I have gotten used to being up till 4 or 5 and up at 9 or 10.
The people are so welcoming and loving. Canadiens are so different then people here. Canadiens come off so rude, and bitchy compared to people here.
My host family is amazing. I love them to death. They make me feel so at home here. Even though the living ways are different, I still like it a lot.
The music is so cool to listen too. The funk is a good time and so is the country. There is so many different types and ways of dancing, but yet, every Brazilian can dance. I don't get it.
I get asked what I like in brazil on a daily basis. Of course my answer is the food and people. No matter where you are, there is always good food, people and coffee.
You don't really think about it, but almost every month, I go to the beach. A Brazilian beach, ocean, waves and beautiful sun and sand. Also I'm really tanned. I can't tell cause everyone here is dark, but comparing my back color to my bum, I'm soooooo dark. Be jealous.
I have gained weight. But I don't care, I'm nothonna stop eating the food here. I only get it for a year. And it's amazing.
School is very different. So easy. I love it cause I don't have to do anything being an exchange student. As I am writhing this blog in class because I can't really do much else during notes.
To me, being an exchange student means many different things. Right now, this trip is for myself. I am dOing it all for myself. I feel selfish, but at the same time I am thinking about the end of the tRip. In thefuture, I can do great things with the knowledge and experience I will have. Even though I am missing a year of school, friends and life at home, I think of it as I am aging a year of my life, because no one will have the stories I will have when I go home.
When I left, there was many people who didn't believe in me, didn't think I could do this, didn't want me to do this. But those are the people who make me stronger here. With them telling me that I can't or thinking that j won't make it, will only make me make the year. The people who are there for you like my friends and family are my balance, knoing I have the strenth to do it.
I keep thinking about when I gohome. How I am going tO be, who everyone else will be. What I'm going to do. All of these questions... But honestly, I can't control any of the answers. I just have tO sit back, enjoy my ode for the moment, make the most out Of the present and take my life here I want it to go, and worry about what come after when I get there.
Life is changing every second of everyday. Someone is born, someone dies, someone does something they regret, and sometimes makes a life changing decision... Everything you do it changes the rest of your life. Every decision you make changed something that can effect you or others lives.And you are gonna make mistakes and bad decisions, it just means to move on from them.
I have made and lost friends from this experience, it is a wild ride and one great experience.
Until next Time!!! Tchhaaauuuu <3
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