Since my last update I have been to the beautful country known as the Netherlands. I also spent quite a lot of time in the city of Amsterdam and fell in love. Drinking hot chocolate in a quaint little cafe looking at the canals and old buildings, I realised I could easily come and live in Europe when i'm older. I don't know why it took me 3 months to be convinced. Go home, get a job, save save save, come back to Europe.
I did write a big recount on every single thing I did in the Netherlands but deleted it. I decided it truly wasn't that interesting and I would much rather write about the nice little things than bore you with others. Or really it was because so much happened I'd rather keep it a mental thing. A lot of mental pictures you see. Sometimes you don't have to tell everyone everything. Just feels right you know. Go with the flow. Motto of my life.
On Tuesday I had a call with my mum and dad before we realised skype might be a better and cheaper option. But no, skype and the internet decided otherwise and refused to work. So instead we parted ways and promised to talk another day. Then I skyped the one and only Stephanie Stankiewicz who I haven't seen or spoken to for nearly a month. How time flies! I honestly didn't realise how much I missed you until we had to hang up halfway through a conversation. Love lasts forever though right? Salt and Pepper shakers will forever make me lol to myself. Carra that was the best comparison you've ever made.
Then, the absolute best thing EVER happened to me! I skyped with my grandma who I haven't seen for probably 2 months and we had the bestest and longest conversation. Just like we would over coffee and cake, we spoke like we were right next to each other. I was instantly happy when I saw her face and showed her the little gift I bought her from Amsterdam. It made my day, my week and possibly my month to talk to her again. Overall, after speaking to 3 different people who mean the world to me, I now know you don't accept how much you miss people till you see their face and hear their voice. I also learnt that when easter photos were posted of my family. Seeing everyone smiling and looking happy. It truly made me happy as well but made me want to be near them even more. I hope you all had a nice Easter Holiday as well.
What else has happened?
There have been a few things which I guess have ruffled some feathers between here and home but hey; all I can say is that most of you trusted me before I left and should still do the same now. I don't feel the need to explain every single thing I do since I have learnt to trust myself and as long as my conscience is clean i'm not worried what everyone else thinks of me. Said and done. Simple and no need to cause a fuss. Though that was kind of vague and out of the blue. I contradict myself too much. That way people can't criticise you. See how my mind works?
Ugh, I feel so immature this week.
Ummmmmmmm I finally got hold of "A diary of a girl named Anne Frank" after visiting her house in Amsterdam. I have always wanted to read it but for some reason never got around to it. I will admit I wasn't emotionally moved or distressed walking through her house but it did surprise me after I watched a video of her Dad talking about his reaction to the diary. I ended up walking around with the same group of people since everyone shuffles around at the same time to watch the movies etc. I was near a British couple with their 7 or so year old daughter. I could see all the kids faces as their parents simply tried to explain why people would have to go into hiding for 2 years. I remember asking questions about Hitler, being a little kid it really just makes no sense to do what the Nazi's did and looking at their reactions made me.....I don't know.......just remember my first thoughts about it I guess. So I was standing there watching this video where Otto Frank says "I have come to the conclusion that no parent will ever really know or understand their children" and then it ended. The British mother standing next to me whispered to her husband "so true" and for some reason that made me sad. I have no idea why, but, it affected me and I don't think I'll forget it for a long time. Now, i'm about three quarters through the book and it's nothing like I expected. I just imagined the diary of a 13 year old girl to be different. Though I love it. I sit there wishing for things to happen and then remember this is real life and she can't simply have made herself kiss Peter by writing it down. I'm glad she got to experience some teenage stuff before they were captured. I always laugh when she writes about being remembered for something and actually being appreciated once she was gone. Crazy how life works sometimes?
On a happier note:
My big brother somehow convinced me to say yes and join the local swim club. So now from 7-9 on wednesdays and thursdays (clearly not worried about stalkers and the dangers the internet poses) i'll be doing laps with extremely fit and toned Danish teenagers. I'll let you know how that goes next time. Although I'm nervous, since I am so unfit and desperate for physical exercise, I'm looking forward to doing something again. Maybe being Australian will unleash an amazing secret swimming talent i've repressed for years. Hahahahaha yeah right. I make myself laugh somtimes. But I'll be the whale flopping around in the water for a few weeks. Self-esteem booster that's for sure.
I have no intentions of going to Danish lessons this week which I probably shouldn't announce but oh well. I'm sorry Malte, maybe you are just misunderstood but I think Google Translate has taught me more than you. As someone once said, "I should learn Danish but my social life is more important." How right you are friend, how right you are.
So now, after almost 2 weeks of holidays school has started again and i'm welcoming the routine. Life has been kind of crazy but everything settles down again.
This has been an all over the place entry but so much has happened it simply feels like nothing. It's unexplainable.
Love you all, maybe I made you giggle, hopefully wasted a good 5 minutes in class or something, left you hanging for some more info next week?
That's ok. A girl can keep her secrets. I'll start making stuff up.
Alright enough babbling.