Sorry for being almost entirely useless this week. It’s been hectic and tireing with little time spare to update you all. Nevertheless, I soldier on and here I am to describe another week of my life in the land of the free.
After finally deciding that I could live here, I’ve had a monotonous week of living. School, rehearsal, tea, homework, tea, sleep, repeat. But working on the school play is so much fun and I honestly don’t know where I would be without it! It takes up so much of my time but I’m loving every minute of it. Even though it’s only been a week of rehearsals, I feel like I know most of the cast already as we spend so much time together. Hopefully it is going to be a great show, we’re performing in the local theatre which is HUGE, bigger than the Alban Arena and we’re having full size set being built. It’s going to be incredible!
In an odd way this has been one of my hardest weeks, I can’t quite put my finger on why, but I’ve found myself missing home a lot. Seeing all your little smiling faces on a daily basis and the general moan-y Britishness of home. The strange thing is at the same time I love it here. I know that it makes zero sense but I absolutely love New Albany and everything that goes with it whilst I hate not being at home. I know I’ll get used to everything soon enough though and it’s less than 3 months until I come home!
Mum and I have spotted a little animal that lives at the end of our garden and is about the size of a raccoon/beaver/small dog. It’s so cute and just chills on the drive way then waddles off to the creek when he sees us. Today I saw him sunbathing on a log. This evening we were at a resturant and were discussing said mammal when our waitress said it was probably a groundhog. So i googled it and she was right! As a family we have now adopted the groundhog at the bottom of the garden and christened him Gunter. Gunter the Groundhog.
This week at school is ‘peace week’ in the lead up to ‘Homecoming’. I have absolutely no idea what either of these things are which is slightly worrying as I’m supposed to be taking part in them. What exactly are we supposed to be ‘coming home’ from? and why does this require us to be ‘peaceful’? and how does dressing in house colours tomorrow aid to this ‘peace’? America baffles me… What I have gathered though is that it’s fancy dress everyday this week, that there is an important football game on friday and a ‘school dance’ on saturday night. So hopefully this week should provide some entertainment!