Dôme, Frau and the birthday fright.

Yup, unfortunately it was my birthday yesterday and I'm posting so you'll have three posts this week, happy, happy, happy.

So, we will skip the actual school day because that was boring, just add the part of me not wanting to go to school because it was my birthday.

Yesterday I had been given instructions to head down to my mum's school so I had to walk down to her school, we headed to the driver's licencing center where we sat and waited so we could get some information on my learner's permit, so I'm going to get my learner's permit on Thursday and legally be able to drive.



Then mum took me to Dôme, mum ordered an iced mocha for my birthday,  we sat down at a table and I did some of my German on duolingo. Then I saw Frau! I was quite surprised and I called out for her on instant reaction. She looked a little confused at first because she didn't know where the voice was coming from but then she turned to see me.

She then proceed to tell my mum I was an enthusiastic student before she said that, I actually got really worried for some reason, like, I don't know, she was going to say I'm not good enough in the class or I try too hard or I do something wrong in that class or anything at all and so I almost had a heart-attack when Frau started to talk about me as a student.

But she only had nice things to say which flooded me over with relief and I just let out a big sigh.
Like, I don't know if I do things wrong but then again I'm really concerned with my German and my German class because I don't want to fail. Failure in German means tears and a lot of them. Mum took me to Coles where we grabbed a few extra things then we picked up my brother from his music lesson and then we headed home.

 I took the shopping out of the back of the car and mum unlocked the door for me, I pushed the door open to see the lights turned off, I flick the lights on and my ears was flooded with screaming, people banging on drums and people jumping up, I screamed, back up into my mum and almost doubled over in tears.



I cried for a few minutes, as I cried people came and gave me hugs and pats on the back. Everyone was laughing, I wasn't. I was too busy crying.

Okay, lets explain why I cried and reacted the way I did.

Lately I've had the proper nerve to watch horror things, play horror games, really into that sort of thing. So as a result of that, I have been a bit more jumpy than I normally would have, so this sort of real life shock absolutely sent me over the edge.

It was a very fun party, I had to do my ice-bucket challenge but it was fun and I did enjoy myself. Katie, Tylah, Maryanne, Jerico, Brett, Josh, Shania, Nick, Sharron, Samara and Chloe were there and I enjoyed myself quite a bit.

I skyped Anne, (remember the German friend I talked about a few posts back? Mhmm, she's back again.) and she sung me happy birthday in German and we talked for two hours. Her mum came home while we were skyping and Anne told me her mum didn't speak English so I introduced myself to her in German but the thing was, is I got really really really fucking nervous and made several mistakes and swore then apologized over and over again. Then I nearly cried. I can't just cry and keep apologizing when I get things wrong in Germany. But overall, that was the good final cherry on top at the end of my birthday.



Today, I didn't go to school, I woke up about 3am and puked everything I had eaten last night, which wasn't good because I sat there for about ten minutes while my body decided to empty my stomach, the thing is, I hadn't even eaten that much the night before. So I woke up today with the smell of vomit in my room because I passed out almost straight after I puked. Well done me.


ItWasntTHATBadButStillPrettyBad

But I'm okay now, mum tried to get me to go to school but I didn't want to because I can feel the 'I'm about to be sick' feeling in my stomach still and that sucks. I have tried to eat and drink a few things today but it has only just made me feel more sick and I also cleaned up the vomit in my room, which means I will sleep with a bucket next to my bed just in case my stomach decides it doesn't like the feeling of food in it.



Which kinda sucks because I kinda really love food.


Anyway, my Wednesday has been uneventful and I don't feel any older so.
I'm signing out and forcing myself to go to school tomorrow because I
1) Have cooking
2) Have German

And I'm pretty sure those are very good reasons to go to school.

Actually an accurate representation of our German class.