it’s been a while since I wrote last and quite a few things have happened since then. there have been the very-crappy-why-did-I-go-out-of the-bed-type-of-days and the so-happy-I’m-here-can-we-freeze-time-so-I-can-stay-here-type-of-days.

a few days after my last post I had one of those crappy days I don’t know why ~ maybe I ate something weird or maybe the stress of this was finally catching up with me any guess is as good as the other ~ but after lunch my stomach started aching and I was bleeding a lot from bad places (when I say a lot I mean clown-nose-red in the toilet twice). this me completely freak-out and when I went to get the kids I was 10 minutes late with a headache which felt like it would split my head in two.
once we were home the kids played with each other and I went to my room since Bridget was angry at me for some reason (can’t remember – but it’s never good) and I didn’t have the energy to deal with that.
when my host mother came home I fell apart and started to cry - so embarrassing - but in my defense I had had a shitty day. that night I had made plans to meet Maria (a girl who I met the week before) at Starbucks in Bellevue and I really didn’t feel up for it.
thank god I went.
I really needed to get out of the house and Maria is one of the nicest people I’ve met here. we had a lot of fun which was exactly what I needed (that and painkillers).
the next day I was still weak in the knees and completely without energy which proved to be a problem when Bridget wanted me to be the sea monster at the playground after school (we made up the night before – she complimented me on the color of my socks before I left for Starbucks so I knew she wasn’t mad anymore)
after a couple of times of me saying no and explaining the reason for it Kyle stepped up and offered to be the sea monster.
that Saturday something important happened, something that would change our lives forever. sort of.
we went to Jet City Improv Theatre, by we I mean parts of my au pair group and Maria (who went with a different agency). it was sooo much fun! all the things they did and how they did it. hilarious. if you ever get a chance to go to something like that – do it! my throat hurt the next day from laughing and going whooohoo.
naturally we went the week after that and that time they sang about tacos. sounds strange I know.
me, Maria and Katrine went last week again (third time in a row) to celebrate Katrine’s 21st b-day and my drivers license (ugly picture btw, I’m gonna conveniently get it stolen so I can get a new one). after the show ended at 00.15 am we went out in the University District to find a nice pub or bar to hang out in. we found one that was packed with people so we ended up sharing table with two very nice and funny people (sadly I can’t remember their names). they taught us about Seattle nightlife, that you should never ever mix jello shots with drinks (beer is ok) and that the boys here are really short.
they also told us that the night life here dies at 2 am – a fact that Maria had a hard time accepting. half an hour later she was still saying “2 am, 2am?!?!?!?!”
so funny :D
truth is it feels a bit early but if they can’t sell alcohol after 2 am why stay open...
still sucks.
on the way to where we were supposed to get picked up by my host father something else of interest happened. I was almost run over by a taxi. so scary. here you’re allowed to go right on red when you drive (unless otherwise is posted). but if there’s a crosswalk and the light is green for the pedestrians you have to wait. apparently this taxi driver didn’t know that and he had some speed coming around that corner right were we were crossing the street on a green light. had we been there two seconds earlier someone would have been hit, and that someone would probably have been me…

gold star to the person who can guess where we’re going this Friday night = )