Spangnolo- The teacher is wonderful (she speaks English so she's very helpful) but she's pregnant and she'll leave in March to have her baby.
Francese- I don't take anymore (: So thankful I don't too.
Italiano e Latino- Different classes but taught by the same teacher. She is very funny. I have no clue what she is saying but she makes me laugh so that's good.
Inglese- My favourite class by far! I enjoy helping out all the other kids english. Though last class I failed them because we were talking about 'Extreme Sports' and they were asking me to name, in english, the parts of a sail boat. I don't know?
Ed. Fisica- Is not so bad. We just run around in a park by school. The best part is that the park is beautiful so it's not so much of a chore to run. Though it has been very hot lately so that's the only downer.
Storia del Arte- The teacher is so sweet and she really wants me to learn so she has assigned girls to explain to me whats going on. The first class was about gothic churches and I was surprised about how much I already knew because of Pillars of Earth. Oh I love you Jack.
Storia e filosophia- Again same teacher, different class. My teacher thinks I understand Italian, when we've told her I don't. So there are many akward moments were she sits there talking to you and then asks you a question and you have no idea what just happened.
Religione- Is not religion. We talk about important issues in life today. Things like sex before marriage, religion in schools, abortion, homosexuality etc. The teacher is very nice and funny but only have the class once a week. Also he got married this weekend and is on his honeymoon so we don't havve class tomorrow.
Scienze- Is just Chemistry and so far I understand everything (:
Matematica- Is my hardest class. I understand none of the math. It's safe to say I should have payed more attention in 9th grade to Algebra 1. My classmates have told me that even I don't understand I can pass the class because the teacher is very sweet. But I really want to understand what we are doing.
Another thing about school that's very different. When the teacher can't come to class you don't have a sub. You just don't have class. For example my religion teacher is on his honeymoon so tomorrow morning I come to school an hour late. It's a good difference (: Here is a picture of my class room with my friends Benedetta, Micol, Sara and Beatrice (left to right)
Saturday's are super fun I mean I've only had two so far but they were great. We have school in the morning and then usually after school people hang out. My first Saturday I went shopping with a friend Francesca but right after school. She was disapointed because I didn't want to hang out later, which is when people really hang out in the centre. But last Saturday my friends Laura and Maria invited me to have dinner with them (McDonalds hahaa) and then walk around. At 11 we decided to go back to Maria's house and Maria and Laura had both ridden their bikes. So I got to ride on the back of Maria's bike home. I've never done that before (: Giancarlo then came and picked me up he had invited me to go to the discoteca with him and his friends but they weren't getting back until early morning and I had an AFS meeting in the morning. The centre of Vicenza is completely full on Saturday nights; it's crazy. Something I learned about Saturday that I think is pretty funny is what you do instead of a bachelor party in Italy. Basically there was this guy wandering around in trashbags and all taped together. It was pretty obvious he was wasted and he was doing pretty idiotic things so I asked about it. Apparently before you get married your friends take you out into town and have you read this poster. It's a poster all about your life and friends and fiancee etc. Also it is a very LONG poster, we are talking 7 or 8 typed pages worth of words to read. So the guy has to read it and every time he stumbles on a word he has to drink. You can see how that would turn into a vicious circle right? Then his friends make him wander the streets of his hometown and do embarassing stupid things. It's pretty funny to watch.This Saturday I was invited to go out for lunch with Micol and Sara and it's also Maria's birthday and she invited me to her party. She really likes Mexican food so her and I and a few other people are going to buy all the food and then go back to her place and cook it for everyone. I'm very excited (: Also I might go to the disco afterwards with Giancarlo. It could turn out to be a very late night (: The picture is of the main stree in Vicenza, it doesn't look so cool because it was 7am and I was on my way to school. It's blurry because I was walking while I took it.There are 3 other exchange students in Vicenza. Yada (thailand), Hernan (peru) and Camilla (colombia). Tomorrow is Yada's birthday so after Italian class (which turns out is going to be held at my house) we will head to the centre and hang out a bit.
My family is fantastic. I feel like a fit in very well. I was talking with Romeo about how I hate exercise the other day and he told me I was the daughter he never had. This made me smile alot but Giorgio (who turned 11 on Tuesday) had to write a story about his family and he put me in it (: I think I'm doing good here. Giancarlo and Francesco, well all the boys really, like Call of Duty. Giancarlo told me the new one comes out on the 8th of November and he is very excited for it. But all Italians use playstation, sorry microsoft. I also really enjoy having my family all around me all the time. My host cousin is Giada is hysterical. Poala, her and I often have conversations about breast size, Grandma Pasquelina joined in last time too. I have three cats Mia, Cleo and Mary- they are very sweet and a dog Bach ( I don't know if thats how you spell it). But he's VERY sweet except when you walk by him and he's eating a bone. He does not like that. I will post more pictures on facebook but I think this is good for now. Also please excuse my spelling and gramatical errors. I swear despite having english class most days, my english has gotten much worse. xxx
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