At Long Last!

Guys I have come to the conclusion that it is impossible to write a blog on everything we've done!
Even the main points are too much, because we make sure we do something exciting EVERY SINGLE DAY.

What did I do yesterday? I pierced my ears again. I now have two holes in each ear. Don't worry guys, this wasn't a spurr of the moment thing, I was actually thinking about it for a long time. You'd be surprised how many people have asked me if my parents (my real ones back home) had gotten really mad at me. I hadn't told them I was getting them done, I didn't even subtely bring it up, but the only reaction I got from them was:

"Don't forget to take out your old ones, the school might catch you." There was no guilt trip, no angriness, no excited shriek, not even a "meh"... Just when I thought I was being rebellious.

Lazy sunday morning? No way. Up at eight, dressed and ready at Annick's house by nine. We drove to a little harbour called Hout Bay, filled with little market stalls and smelly fish. We decided we wanted to take the boat to 'Seal Island'. And let me just tell you, it was FREEZING, and smelly. We arrived in little shorts and tanktops , but the wind was blowing, the moutains and sea were covered in dew and practically everyone had a thick jacket on... It wasn't really a successfull trip, but the million and one seals were cute. We had a bite to eat along the shore in a place called 'the Dunes', and on our way out we got stopped by the waiter. No, not because we had forgotten something, but because we hadn't paid the guy enough tip. He started shouting and complaining and accusing, it was like being back in class with a selfish teacher. The problem was easily resolved by us, firstly, keeping our mouths shut, then saying; "Sorry, we uhh, we no speak English. *A bit off Dutch chatter* Bye!" The waiter was not expecting that, but I guess it's just all part of the South African experience for us.

On Saturday it was my Sweet Sixteen! Everybody who I vaguely knew the name off and I liked was invited. The day was spent chatting, eating, some people played tennis and some even swam! People here are very original with their presents... I got three Africa neclaces! But they are all unique and special in their own way. #cheesy, but very true.

One of the girl schools in our area is called Springfield was hosting a fashion show on Friday night. So what else would a girl (and a few boys) do but go to it and enjoy the view of pretty clothes and shirtless boys.

Need I say more? What about... If I could move my family here and live here, I would. It's that amazing!
Although I do prefer our own school system, somehow I always feel.. doormekaar (Afrikaans for unorganised) here.