Why hello there again!
So here at school, being on the training rig is really fun. The driller and the derrick man are both from Holland and hilarious! As they pull pipe out of the well, the derrick man lets out a big "Yeehaw." You can hear it all over the training center sometimes. I get along well with them, and I think I've convinced them to come country western line dancing at Disney Village tonight! It should be fun. They're constantly making fun of each other (in Dutch), and I have fun trying to guess what they might be saying. Sometimes they tease me too, although as far as I know they do that in English only… at least I hope so.
You really are the same person wherever you go. I have always had issues with waking up in the morning... I just love that snooze button way too much. (Just ask any family member or former roommate about my oversleeping skills- I'm one of the best around!) Anyway, a couple weeks ago, I woke up feeling way more rested than I was expecting to be (That's really never a good sign). I looked at the clock and realized that it was 10:45am, and the busses that take us to school leave every morning at 7:15am. I thought for sure that couldn't be right, so I checked my cell phone and my watch, and they each confirmed the tragic news.. I missed the bus. I had to call the school and let them know that I was alive and on my way. Then I had to call a cab and pay for myself to get to the school on my own. I had to shell out 100 euros for that darn taxi ride!! It was rough! I walked into the classroom after lunch and got quite the round of teasing from my classmates. I ended up getting sick the next day, so I figure that's part of the reason I slept so long. Since my "teachable moment", we've have a call-a-thon every morning to make sure everyone gets downstairs to breakfast and onto the busses in time. It's like a relay of phone calls. They've saved my butt a couple more times, and much to everyone's surprise, I've saved a couple people now and then.
Being sick was no fun at all. I got hit with an intense fever, right when I started studying for my exam the next day. I was sitting in my Lydia's room, in a sweatshirt, wrapped in a blanket, holding hot tea, and literally shaking with cold. I barely slept that night and still felt horrible the next day. I went to school anyway to take my exam. I had to take periodic naps during the exam to stay awake for the rest of it. I would open my eyes to see Lydia looking at me, wide-eyed, freaking out that I was sleeping while I was taking our timed exam. Haha.. it turned out well though. I did pretty well... very well considering the circumstances.
What else is new?? I've had lots of admirers... but that's not too new anymore. My friend, Lydia, used to tease me about the guys in my life, but lately, she's been getting hit on all the time. She's begging me to take my skills back- she doesn't like all the attention. I'm sitting back, laughing, and loving it.
My instructor, Quentin, is nicknamed Jackie Chan by a guy in my class. He's Asian and in good shape. He can pretty intimidating sometimes to some people, because he's kind of intense and doesn't smile much when he's in teacher mode. I really like him- he's well traveled, realistic, and Canadian, so he makes North American English jokes (sometimes subtle ones or ones about Ferris Bueller's Day Off) sometimes, and I love it. Anyway his cell phone periodically rings during class, and it cracks me up every time. His ring tone is "Dancing Queen" by the band, Abba. He answers it with a straight face, not missing a beat, as if there's nothing funny about it. I love it!
We had two exams this week, so Quentin is giving us tomorrow afternoon off. I'm capitalizing on my long weekend with a trip to Rome, Italy!! I bought my plane ticket last night. Woohoo!! I'll be going with five other people on an adventure to the land of pizza, pasta, leather boots, and expressive hand gestures. I've been practicing speaking Portuguese in an Italian accent and moving my hands a lot. Maybe they'll understand me?
Alright.. you're probably sick of reading these emails by now.. so I'll be quiet and save more stories for another day. I'll try to send an update sooner than a month from now. :)
Thanks for caring about my life!!
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