Gotta love High School

Hey sorry! I'm not ussually able to use the internet stick for very long, so I ussually spend the whole time reading e-mails. Now, I could skim over the last few weeks, but that really wouldn't be fair as there were some pretty crazy happenings, or I could write everything that has happened. Neither option seems very good, so here's what I'll do, I'm going to update a little everyday (if I can) and I'll eventually catch up, now on with the story!

We are travelling through the mists of time, back to September 7th, my first day of school! I got up at 6 am, like I am recquired to do on every school day (I now have a whole new level of pity for all you bus kids that have been doing this for years!). Got dressed, had breakfast... you get the picture. Luckily, I didn't have to take the bus on my first day (we'll get to that bit later!) because Daniela had the day off and was going to drive me and Jasmin. Unluckily, my host mom has a slightly white rabbit personality, and is constantly running late. This means that I made it to school with minutes to spare. Looking back, that was probaly actually a good thing since I think the stress of waiting might have made my head explode! Upon entering the school, I was immediatly placed under the protection of a Professor Helfer (we call all of our teachers "Professor," and have to stand everytime one enters the room! Thank god we don't have a cafeteria!). He's my german and homeroom teacher. All of the desks in HAK Tulln (my new school) are double, but luckily after about thirty seconds of hyperventalating, Prof H told me where to sit. That is how I ended up sitting beside Calvin. He took it upon himself to become my official spokesperson, explaining to all the teachers that I was a foriegner and couldn't understand what they were saying. (I was actually pretty proud of myself for understanding what he was saying, but whatever.) It also turns out that since his mother comes from England, his english is very good. This has caused him to become the official translator whenever I actually need to understand something. Since he apparently knows everyone (I'm quickly learning that he actually does!) he also said if I had any problems, I had to let him know. He is also in orchestra and is trying to help me join. All in all, he's a pretty handy person to have around. The other person that I started talking to was a girl named Agnes. She is very nice, but quite and studios. (Yes Mr Letkeman, I know I spelt that wrong, and probably your name too!) She doesn't appear to have any close friends, but I like her a lot. The first two days only ran till 12 noon, so they were both very short. Sorry guys, but I'm gonna hafta cut if off there, I'll try to talk to you tomorrow.

Ellyn