++July 22nd 2001 /\ Le Villa des Chats.
The name of our hotel is the 'House of Cats" in French; it was very funny when I told my parents what it means. They asked me how I knew; I told them that I wasn't completely blind to the outside world. They rolled there eyes and said something in Italian, which I couldn't make out. Greg just scowled, he's like that, he probably understood what mamma and father said, having lived in Italy for about 3 and half years and had grown up with that language and not English, like me, for the most however. My first word was mamma in Italian. My parents were so proud of me when I said it that the next moth they moved to England. Gee, that shows how much they love me, having been told to speak one language and then switching to another within the next month. I imagine that I wash very confused.
Anyway shopping was fun. We bought so much I can even name it. My mother splurged for so much extra stuff, that my father cursed in two languages when we got home and told him. Ah well, that's life in the Rinelli household. I have so much stuff for school that I think I'm going to have to choose what I'm taking to school and then take some home and collect the rest of winter break. The French obviously don't believe in seasons, because she bought stuff for ever season; jackets, shorts and sweaters, you name it, we bought it. She bought this awesome winter coat that goes down to my knees and it's lined with faux fur, it's really warm. And then we bought these really cool screen t-shirts that are all in French. I had fun translating them. I bought stuff for all of my friends. All of them get little models of the Eiffel Tower and Jill gets a screen t-shirt that has the word Greece in French on it. K.T. gets this really cool paint set, I think she can figure it out and she's getting a little model of one of Monet's paintings. Zela is getting a necklace that is full of rhinestones and other things. She loves jewelry and I thought that this would be a nice edition to her extensive collection. My guys friends, who I forgot to tell you about are all getting French candy and the Eiffel Tower model.
My guy friends…hmmmm…where to begin with the boys? Well there's Mathis, he's really funny, he can tell jokes t hat make you laugh for days afterwards. Then there's Dane, he's Mr. Suave and Debonair, he's a ladies man, what can I say? We throw ourselves at him, literally (but that was only once, and he wasn't wearing a shirt; long story) Next there's Kris, he's K.T.'s and we respect that. They have been together since the second year, it's really cute. Then there's Tobias, he's the loud obnoxious and rude one, we love him anyway. He'll listen for hours to your many issues. And Last but certainly not least there's Xavier, he's the different one. He's a great guy, I love him. He and I have known each other longer than we can remember; we're like siblings (I wish I could trade him for Greg) that's all of the 4th year guys. Me, K.T, Jill, Zela, (sort of, when she's in a good mood) Mathis, Dane, Kris, Tobias, and Xavier, are all know among the teachers as the 4th good goof troupe. It's our nature we're always together and we have only fought a few times over stupid things and sometimes there are relationships, but none since the second year with K.T. and Kris. We've been through a lot together school, growing up, family issues, (Tobias's grandfather died last year, we helped him through that), and our many other problems, we all intend of keeping touch when school is over, but until then we're the 4th good goof troupe.
I got to go we're leaving again in the morning for home. I have things to do till then so I'll write when I'm done with all of my homework!! AHHHHHHHH!!! Homework attacks!!!!
--Mina
The name of our hotel is the 'House of Cats" in French; it was very funny when I told my parents what it means. They asked me how I knew; I told them that I wasn't completely blind to the outside world. They rolled there eyes and said something in Italian, which I couldn't make out. Greg just scowled, he's like that, he probably understood what mamma and father said, having lived in Italy for about 3 and half years and had grown up with that language and not English, like me, for the most however. My first word was mamma in Italian. My parents were so proud of me when I said it that the next moth they moved to England. Gee, that shows how much they love me, having been told to speak one language and then switching to another within the next month. I imagine that I wash very confused.
Anyway shopping was fun. We bought so much I can even name it. My mother splurged for so much extra stuff, that my father cursed in two languages when we got home and told him. Ah well, that's life in the Rinelli household. I have so much stuff for school that I think I'm going to have to choose what I'm taking to school and then take some home and collect the rest of winter break. The French obviously don't believe in seasons, because she bought stuff for ever season; jackets, shorts and sweaters, you name it, we bought it. She bought this awesome winter coat that goes down to my knees and it's lined with faux fur, it's really warm. And then we bought these really cool screen t-shirts that are all in French. I had fun translating them. I bought stuff for all of my friends. All of them get little models of the Eiffel Tower and Jill gets a screen t-shirt that has the word Greece in French on it. K.T. gets this really cool paint set, I think she can figure it out and she's getting a little model of one of Monet's paintings. Zela is getting a necklace that is full of rhinestones and other things. She loves jewelry and I thought that this would be a nice edition to her extensive collection. My guys friends, who I forgot to tell you about are all getting French candy and the Eiffel Tower model.
My guy friends…hmmmm…where to begin with the boys? Well there's Mathis, he's really funny, he can tell jokes t hat make you laugh for days afterwards. Then there's Dane, he's Mr. Suave and Debonair, he's a ladies man, what can I say? We throw ourselves at him, literally (but that was only once, and he wasn't wearing a shirt; long story) Next there's Kris, he's K.T.'s and we respect that. They have been together since the second year, it's really cute. Then there's Tobias, he's the loud obnoxious and rude one, we love him anyway. He'll listen for hours to your many issues. And Last but certainly not least there's Xavier, he's the different one. He's a great guy, I love him. He and I have known each other longer than we can remember; we're like siblings (I wish I could trade him for Greg) that's all of the 4th year guys. Me, K.T, Jill, Zela, (sort of, when she's in a good mood) Mathis, Dane, Kris, Tobias, and Xavier, are all know among the teachers as the 4th good goof troupe. It's our nature we're always together and we have only fought a few times over stupid things and sometimes there are relationships, but none since the second year with K.T. and Kris. We've been through a lot together school, growing up, family issues, (Tobias's grandfather died last year, we helped him through that), and our many other problems, we all intend of keeping touch when school is over, but until then we're the 4th good goof troupe.
I got to go we're leaving again in the morning for home. I have things to do till then so I'll write when I'm done with all of my homework!! AHHHHHHHH!!! Homework attacks!!!!
--Mina