The Past Few Days

The combination of the few words- a normal week- do not exist any longer. I use to long for a constant, something which was always the same. It was hard because each school day was different, I was facing the fact of having to switch families, and well moving away (no matter where you go) throws you around for a bit. But I wish I knew then what I know now- there are constants everywhere you look. 

• the people- yeah people change but so am I, its a fact of life. I am lucky enough to have people who are constants in the fact that I know they are there. They can be across finland or even across the world. People and friendships are a constant
• the seasons- this is going to sound cheesy but I am happy that after every fall there is a winter and I can true that after winter there will be a spring. 
• the trains- they are always there. if they are delayed then they will come.
• the unknown- each day there is something new and truly you don't have to leave to see the new. I think it is amplified by the fact that there is so much new when you do leave, but all in all the biggest constant is not having a solid day. This teaches you to be flexible. Those who are flexible will not break!

So over the past week I would consider it the closest thing to a "not normal, normal beginning of the week"

the school doors are always unlocked but on Monday I walked up on the door just open. 

we (Luis and I) tend to be amused by kindly messing with the other classmates. It is wonderful because they accept us or maybe ignore us. Either way we have a good time together

Mondays mean a long school day and the directly to Rotary then home then bed. It is a long day. I have a really good relationship I think with my clubs. I speak in terrible Finnish with all these old men and now they teach me new words and we joke around. These guys and me sass each other (respectfully of course.) But boy do we laugh. Also mondays at rotary means a really good meal. I don't have to go every week but I choose to. Rotary is so kind with all of this it is the least I can do. 

I answered a question right in French. I got candy. 

 Ah People!!

I gave milly a pair of USA gloves. She  is such a cutie. I am very lucky to have her little aussi soul in my life. (reading over that it sounded creepy. Eh I will go with it)

So this is my journal. I wrote Finnish!!!! Its really bad but it makes sense and its an effort. I am going to get this language. Also the numbers- the 74 is how long I have been with my family (real finland) and the 80 was the total since August third.

early english classes will be my death

we went to IKEA-super Finnish (actually Swedish but still.) and I got food and coffee... oh yeah 

I came home and I was longing for a bit of fall culture. I never really noticed that at home fall was a big part. There was corn mazes and apple everything. There was football games and pies everywhere (the pie here is... forgin tasting.) I was really jonesing for it. But not in a homesickness sort of way. I now know what homesickness is and this isn't it. It is more of a craving. So I made homemade Carmel apples! It was hard to find the ingredients and well work the stores but after two days of scouring and google translating words like Corn Syrup, I made these bad boys.