Doesn't happen when you're in a foreign land. What happens is the bookstore will be sold out of your textbook, you'll forget to buy a notebook (good thing you came here with a pen!), and your alarm clock will fry the minute you tell it to wake you up. And that's all before the first day. Then, on the first day, you wake up to a dreary, gray sky, realize that all stores open at 9am the earliest (but mostly at 11am) so you cannot grab a notebook on your way to class, and your bike is too tall for you to actually ride without falling flat on your face. Subsequently, that bike is what was going to take you to the grocery store, but since the bike won't be fixed till later, you'll eat snickers and pretzels for lunch (thanks Mom and Dad). This, ladies and gentlemen, is known as Murphy's Law. Murphy's Law says anything that can go wrong, will go wrong...and it is the story of my life.
Hallo. Ik ben Julia. Ik kom uit America. Ik woon in Leiden. En jij?
Hello. I am Julia. I come from America. I live in Leiden. And you?
Hoe heet je? De voornaam en de achternam. Kun je dat spellen?
Who are you? The first and last name. Can you spell that?
Why yes, de docent (teacher), I would loveee to spell my fifteen-letter long name in the alphabet you taught me five seconds ago. How do you say "J" again??
Tot zo,
Flat Julia
Hahahahaa omg dutch seems intense! and of course all that stuff would happen to you on the first day. but things will become smoother as time goes on :)
ReplyDeleteWhat, the girl scout in you didn't get you on that bike before this morning to try it out??? And just consider the alarm clock one less thing you have to pack when you come home...take it off the list. I miss your tiny, retentive handwriting!!!
ReplyDeletelol the girl scout in me seems to have not come along on this trip
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