Hi there! So I haven't written in aaaages, but I now have seven sides of diary pages to transcibe that pretty much sum up my life at the moment and feel their lengthy-ness makes up for my absence. They will be mildly edited and people will be reffered to as their nationality/county (separated by "/" if a person has several, which is common) and gender to avoid using names. A brief intro: I am currently attending a very liberal international boarding school in the middle of nowhere in Wales which is basically Hogwarts. Well, here goes... Forgive spelling mistakes and if things don't make sense.
I'm sitting in the dayroom next to Japan(F), watching a foosball game between USA(F) and Chile/Mexico/Spain(F) vs. Canada/Mexico(F, doormate) and another Canada/Mexico(F). Music is plaing in the background and Switzerland(F), USA/Kenya(M), Norway(F) and Qubeck(M) are also watching/making themselves toast. Korea(M), UK(M) and others have just run in from the rain afer a bbq at Powys House we were also at earlier. A mild thunderstorm began not long ago and USA(F) is desperate to run around in while I'm glad it didn't start earlier as we've all lost "House Rules" while playing foosball along with our dignity, something to be explained later.
Despite being a Friday and thus a full day of codes (AKA "lessons", to the outside world) from 8am-5pm, it's been really lovely. My day started with higher English Lit, in which we finished watchinmg a video on the Hiroshima bombing for one of our "literature in translation" texts called Black Rain. Next was double higher Global Politics, in which did some research on source reliability and the concept of "justice", followed by a hot chocolate during break. I had a free after that, which I spent napping (yep, you read it right) to gather enough energy for the rest of my lessons, the following of which were standard Economics and presentations on Latinamerica in higher Spanish B. There was a Friday lunch of fish and chips (!), then Maths Studies and yet another free. I exploited the latter to enjoy what is meant to be some of our last sunshine and spent it reading Black Rain on a bench of "Top Lawn" wich overlooks varioys of the castle gardens and the Bristol Channel. My schoolday ended with standard Environmental Systems, after wich I killed some time intending to read on a field with several others but ended up talking, and then headed for an inappropriately but habbitually early supper at 5:30.
While eating, an impromptu plan was formulated to walk to "The Watchtower", a mysterious place known for it's special view, so I changed and headed off with Turkey(F) and Japan(F). During the walk, we chatted about the Istambul riots & politics, similarities between UK & Japanese culture and universities. It turned out we complertely missed the right place, and had been on an hour long walk along the Welsh coast to a lighthouse, but it was really nice to do anyway and ended in time for us to go to the bbq at Powys House.
The bbq was really lovely-- the bbq took place among some trees in front of Powys that had been decorated with fairylights and colourful glass lanterns around wich sofas had been dragged. I ate some cake and sat on a swing with Japan(F) and Canada/Honk Kong(F), had pictures taken with Malaysia (F) and chatted with USA(M) and Finnland(F). I eventually headed back to our house, where I regret joining a game of foosball.
Now, they are very big on traditions here, one of which is reffered to as "House Rules" and regards certain losses while playing foosball (you can chose not to play House Rules); namely, losing 10-1-- you have to run around the house in your underwear-- or losing 10-0-- supposedly naked. However, there was something we didn't know about, the underwear one applues to losing 10-9 too.
Canada/Mexico (F, doormate), Canada/Hong Kong (F) and I lost 10-9.
Fortunately, most people were still at the bbq and it was quite dark, so the ordeal was far less traumatising than expected, and how many people can sey they have had to change into matching underwear to run around a boarding house in the middle of the Welsh countryside with two gother girls from around the world anyway? Also, the people we lost to, later lost 10-9 aswell and had to do it too.
After that, I sat in the dayroom and started this entry (it is now the following day), wich was interrupted by USA(F) getting us to run about in the rain which turned out to have really eased up so we hardly got wet, and going to Tice House for a showering. China(F) was carried outside while we sang Happy Birthday, had a soapy bucket of water poured over her head and went around hugging people to get them wet in turn, yet another tradition. There was a really good microwave cake and more games of foosball, which signalled my returning to our own house.
I sat and wrote some more of this, then to be joined by my Canadian/Mexican and Chinese roomates, and a tipsy version of my Flemish one. Unfortunately the collision of culture stends to produce a bit of a drinking issue, but my tetotaller self intends to remain quite sober thank you very much. During the filming out our nightly Dorm Video-Diary (not available to the public, sorry), a glass nutella jar was dropped on someone's computer somewhat due to someone's certain state and really dampened the mood. We ended up watching "The Ugly Truth", a sexist and dirty film we switched off before even finishing, and headed to sleep.
That is a day in my life, maybe a little more eventful than in general, but still pretty standard.
It's all a bit like living in a bubble or a hippy reserve. They have various saying here, one of them being that we have short weeks but very long days, days wich are worth four of every one you spend outside the school. It's true-- I do so much between waking up and going to sleep, but last Monday feels like it was yesterday and I've basically known everyone here for months, not just 3 weeks. They also say you experience some of your highest highs and lowest lows while at AC, often within the same day, and I can beleive it. Entering an environment where speaking two langages is pretty standard and everyone is really clever or informed makes me feel sub-average and is good fuel for mini-identity-issues. I also really miss the familiarity of sleeping until noon, reading your blogs, endlessly refreshing Tumblr, the pirvacy of my own room or not being constantly surrounded by people, thus also by some for of mild peer pressure to study more/socialise/do excersise. At the same time, it is wonderful to have to broaden your mind rather than trying to fit yourself into the narrown minds of others.
It is all a really amazing opportunity, and opportunity with its ups and downs, and although at times easy or difficult and constantly intense, I intend to make the most of it.
Much love and I look forward to October break so I can do major blog-reading catching up (if I don't just sleep throught it).