21 september 2009

my weekend.

Friday, I went to fabulicious with Laura, Glenn & Celine. A lot of things happened there. First there was this amazing dancebattle in the middle of the crowd. After Celine left, when we were heading for the exit, we saw a group fighting, and then there was this waisted girl that kept clinging on to her boyfriend. The cops interfered and they almost blamed the boy! While we were looking for Laura's mum, a girl fell on the tramrails. Before she could get up, she got a phonecall and she picked up without any worries.. Luckily, someone saw that there was a tram on his way, so they helped the girl up and stayed with here. After that we continued our search for Laura's mother. We finally found here and I got home save. I was so glad that I didn't have to wait for the bus at de Rooseveltplaats!
Saturday, I went to school to paint our classroom. I arrived late because I slept to long. Typical. After painting 2 walls and our names on the other walls, Stijn and I went to the bakery. When we finished our meal, we all got an appel, homegrown by Mister Raes. When Melissa asked what those tiny dots where, Raes answered; well, that's a kind of fungus..We appreciated his honesty and we where just a little bit worried of eating the apple.
Sunday my niece came to see my grandmother, and we took 'a walk' which means that whe took a walk to smoke a sigaret. It's amazing how her parents don't seem to discover our lie. I sincerely hope they don't read my blog.. Today I didn't go to school, because I couldn't sleep all night. I had stomach aches all night long! My mum was pretty angry, I guess she didn't believe me.. I can't blame her really, it can seem a little suspicious that I get sick right before I have to get back to school. But hey, i'm not a liar. Most of the time..

Lots of Love
Tascha ♥

16 september 2009

back to reality.

Here we are again. Back to studying, back to planning every minute of our week. And if there's one thing I hate, it's planning everything. On the other side, I get to see my friends from school again, 5 days a week. We discuss which teacher sucks the most, which party we'd like to go to and we ask ourselves how it could be that that little boy is in the third grade. I'm serious, they get smaller and smaller every year. I also get to see my group from dance school again. We dance together, we laugh together and we cry together. This year I wont be able to do the show because of the overload of schoolwork, but I'm definitely going to see it. I hope I can keep my tears to myself.
My friends mean the world to me, there the most precious thing I've got. I also have a sister who I couldn't miss. She's off to France right now, leaving me alone in our tiny room, letting me take the bus to school and most importantly, leaving me without anyone to discuss the day with in bed (we have bunk beds). But now, I get to borrow her clothes without asking. But shhht..
Although I hate the routine of a schoolyear, I have a feeling that this schoolyear will be one of the best I had. We have Chrysostomos, the schooldance, a trip to Italy for 2 weeks and a lot of other things. I will be representing my class in the students council together with Stijn. I believe that if I make an effort for extra school activities that this year will be more variable and fun.

But now, I have an assignment to make for Dutch. Ow no, 'So you think you can dance' is on in about 5 minutes.. I guess that the report is for tomorrow morning.. (you should know that I always try to postpone things as long as possible, even if that means that I have to get up at 5 in the morning tomorrow)

Lots of Love,
Tascha ♥