Good and Bad Day

I woke up today at 7:30am because Lorena and I were going to meet my principal and my Rotary counselor at the school I am starting on Wednesday.  I got ready and ate breakfast by myself and then we got in the car and left.  It's pretty much only 1 minute to get there by driving.  We waited at the front of the school for about 10 minutes for my counselor and while we were waiting, I met some of the teachers, one of which was my math teacher.  Then we decided to go into the school and meet the principal.  On the way, we found my counselor and then we all went together to the office.  The principal didn't speak any English, so I just sat there while everybody else talked.  I guess everything was alright because we left soon after one of the teachers showed me where my classroom should be.

Today was the first day that Lorena and Roberto (my host dad) had to go to work so I was home alone until 1.  I pretty much did nothing.  I was on the computer for most of the time, translating phrases in Italian, watching youtube videos, reading, and getting new music.  When they got home, Lorena made lunch, which was pasta! My friend called a little while later, and we made plans to go out to shop for school stuff and hang out with other friends.  When they arrived, we walked around town but didn't find any notebooks we liked, so we went the Scale.  There were a lot of other teenagers there, and we sat down at a table and played cards.  I learned two Italian games! The cards are very different.  They don't have numbers, just pictures, and the names of the cards are in Italian (obviously) so I had to learn them. I don't think I remember them now though.  I also brought an Italian dictionary with me this time, so when we didn't know what each other were saying, we looked up the word.  It was very helpful.

I met a lot of new people again today, and my brain is probably go to explode with Italian names, all jumbled up with different faces.  I can only remember about 3 names that go with the right person.  And again, it is terrible how much teenagers smoke! One girl came to sit with us and she started smoking. It sucked because I felt like I couldn't breathe and then another guy came over and started smoking as well.  It started to give me a headache, but everybody else is used to it.  I explained to everybody that not a lot of people smoke in Reno, or at least where I live.

When I finally looked at the time, I realized that I was a little late for dinner, so they got me home quickly and I made more plans for my friends to come and pick me up after dinner, around 9, to go to this church group thing.  When we got to the church, we all sat down in a circle, and for about an hour, the group leader talked, and one of my friends translated some of the sentences for me.  I didn't understand anything else the group leader was saying.

Around 10:15, the meeting was over and all of the other girls were going out, so they called Lorena and asked if I could go too, but she said no, even though my curfew was 11.  They walked me home and we said our goodbyes (a kiss on each cheek).

I guess I'm going to bed early tonight. Buonanotte.
~Devon