Random Thoughts

So it's 2am, and the Avalanche are on, and while listening I thought I would write. First of all, I have a new link for Photos... I will update my link section but its

http://community.webshots.com/user/feeney1723

I needed a new account because oh yeah, I used up all my free space. Um. Surprised? I'm not. I'm a picture taker, what can I say?

So Amaya's dad was here on Tuesday. He had a meeting on Wednesday in the south of France, so he came a day early, and stopped in England. He's a nice guy, I introduced myself to him. I was going to class, and Amaya was running around the flat wondering where her Dad was, because his plane was suppose to get in at like 6am. As I walked downstairs at like 8:30am, I saw this man standing by the door with a small suitcase, and I just kinda stopped and thought about it for a second. I called Amaya, who said yes she just got a call saying her Dad was downstairs, could I keep him entertained until she came? Sure, I wasn't in a hurry to get to my Narrative class, not with Norma teaching it. So I went up to him, said my name, and said that Amaya was one of my flat mates. We talked for a few seconds, and then Amaya came down. Apparently, someone from the front desk came up to the flat and saw all the girl's stuff in the hall, and flipped out. Amaya of course had not signed them in... we never do. So I signed Mara in until the 10th, and they are allowing us to let the girls stay until then. You can't stay this long usually... but no one pays attention to that rule.

Anyway I walked with Amaya and her Dad across the bridge, but then I went to class. Amaya took her Dad and her friends to Hampton Court Palace that day, and while there, they heard Prince Charles was coming, so they stayed around and got to meet him. He asked how they were enjoying Hampton Court Palace, and they said they loved it. He was joking with the crowd, and was really nice.

Martin everyday and make him tell me what happened. I was reading over my blog, and I realized I have never talked about my new favorite addiction... HOLLYOAKS! It's a really corny soap opera, but um I never miss it. We have family dinners, everyone plans to eat, or be eating at 6:30pm. Martin is always eating around 6pm because the Simpsons are on beforehand. It's a little sad. Like today I was at the library, and I called Kathleen with a question, and she asked when I would be home. It was about 5:30pm, and I said I was on my way home now, because I had to cook my dinner so it would be ready for Hollyoaks. I'm already wondering what I will do next year without it. I'll have to facebookLol. Martin has watched it for awhile, so when someone pops up who hasn't been in it for awhile, he explains the who's and what's to us.

Oh and travel plans are basically set. Well not Norway and Sweden yet... ARGH! Will have to kill Jenna. But Italy and Greece are, the next step is hostels, but we are flying to Bari, taking a ferry to Patras, spending time in Athens and Mykonos, taking a ferry back to Bari, and go to Rome. We are flying out of Rome. I cannot wait. Monica might take the ferry with us, and we are going to Mykonos with Monica, Debbie and Corynn. It's going to be a good time.

I think that's it for my random thoughts. The Avs have like 5 minutes left in the game, and they are winning, hopefully they can hold onto it. They beat the Bruins last night, but then who is surprised??? A little shocked that it was so close, but they got the win in the end. Jason saw my room today, he's from Detriot but doesn't like hockey or the DeadWings. He told me that all his friends are DeadWings fans, so he usually rooted for the Avs. Haha. Go Avs, down with the DeadWings!

I'm expecting a letter from Auntie Helen any day now, probably on Friday. It usually takes a week and a half from the time I send my letter to get one back. Love her letters so much, and so does Amaya and Kathleen. I wrote her my last letter in my break during Global English, both our letters are always so long and full of information. My last one was especially long because I was telling her about Dover.

Oh well time to go.