We wrote a test in geograafia today. That one was nice, it was all about stuff I did somewhen in class 5 and somehow still knew. And luckily it was easy stuff that I liked that time - I still remember class 5: lots of tests about this and I always got mark 1 (German mark 1, remember!), then the subject changed and I got a 4. Well... So today there was only one task which I couldn't do because I didn't understand what to do. So if I got all the rest correct, I'll get a 5 there. ;) I hope so.
Afterwards, we had keemia. Since Eva, my host sister in Germany, had told me that Estonians always write small letters to each other, I discovered that they really do. And I started doing it today, too. In chemistry, we are sitting around octagonal tables in smaller groups, and I - er - communicated with two girls from my table. It might have been clever to do it in English because the teacher wouldn't understand (especially when we told each other how much we liked chemistry...) but we did most of it in Estonian and I used English only when I couldn't express myself in Estonian. So that was really great! I found that my Estonian is already better than I had thought. But writing is always easier than speaking.
Matemaatika was very simple again, as was inglise keele (i just found out via eKool that I got a 5 there), and in ajakirjandus we finished our poster. Now it's not exactly what I would've produced if I had been able to express myself some better, but still, it's pretty good. Then I went on reading "The Amber Spyglass" by Philip Pullman in the library, waiting for Ilona to get home with her.
I just wrote an eMail to my mother. Since it feels like we have potatoes about 35 times a day, I asked her to send me some of her favourite recipes to be able to vary in potatoe-meals.
Since I went to floorball on Monday my feet have been hurting. I had to borrow some shoes from Ilona because I couldn't get my sports shoes clean - I had to use them outside. (Actually, our kehaline teacher doesn't seem to have a clear plan what to do: in one lesson we would go outside and practice spear throw, in the next stay inside and do some rope skipping, then go outside again to have her explain high and crouch start to us, next time we're inside to exercise some võrkpall techniques, and - and this was my (least) favourite lesson - play some floorball inside first and then go outside to do a test in running 500m crosscountry in the rain.) But her feet are a bit smaller than mine. I thought it wouldn't be too bad and it standing the pain was really not too difficult, but taking on those shoes again would kind of kill me. So I'm gonna go to Tartu next Sunday and have a look for some sports shoes.
And I experience how it feels to abandon someone and miss her so much that it hurts inside my very heart. Kallis, ma armastan sind. Ma tulen kodusse juulis.
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