Estonian Day No. 37.

This morning, Ilona pointed out that I've been in my family for exactly one month already. That kind of hit me - in a nice, but surprising way. Don't know why.

Yesterday, my German teacher asked me if I could tell about my first impressions of my exchange year two days later (tomorrow, Thursday). I agreed.

She said it would be really great, because some guy who just came back from his exchange year in Argentina will talk about that, too, so they thought, I might just add some sentences. I agreed.

She said it might be nice to introduce myself in Estonian, just to show what I've learned already. I was a bit troubled but I had to introduce myself so often here that I knew I would manage that without any bigger problems, and I agreed.

She said, since we did it because of the Day of European Languages, it might make sense to say something in German, too, because some of the students understand it, and do the rest in English. I was really not sure if I could do that because when I have to speak many different languages within little time I get to mix them up, so I took my time until finally I agreed.

I asked what exactly she meant by "the students", so she told me that all of the pupils of the gümnaasium will listen to me. That kind of struck me so surprisingly that I somehow - you're right - agreed.

Afterwards she added that this guy who had been to Argentina will speak for about half an hour so I'll get the other fifteen minutes. After having agreed five times, how could I possibly change my mind then?

So, tomorrow in the first lesson, I'm gonna talk for quite a lot of time in three different languages about my first impressions of Estonia in front of about 250 pupils plus teachers. What the hell went wrong? I am soooo bloody nervous! "I can't do this all on my own, no, I am no superman!"