Ich hab dich getoucht!

The majority of my week has been spent sleeping. In my defence, I have been ill. I always seem to be ill in Austria. Noomi said so at house group too. It wasn't really house group as sitting around, chatting and eating pizza. I was definitely sat in the wrong place. I was sat in the middle of 2, sometimes 3 conversations. My brain couldn't handle the amount of noise, the dialect and the speed. I spent a fair amount of time in my own little world, much to one guy's amusement.
Having wasted the entire day, I ended up staying up really late finishing my lesson plans for Wednesday. By the time I had finished, there was little point in sleeping. I'd just wake up grumpier. At least I had Tony, Mark and Liam for company. (N.B asking your ex's best friend for advice on an ex situ , even if it's not the same one, isn't the best way to start a conversation.)
The classes actually went quite well. I did turn up to school without my USB stick and have to come back and get it so I could print things off. That made me late. Oopsy. I was in school on time though, stupid printer being ridiculously slow. So yes, I had only the 2 classes all week. Easy life.
I ran some errands on Thursday and once again left without everything I needed. I made it all the way to the post office without the envelopes. I am a bright one. Anyway, I've now sent off everything regarding my broken phone. I haven't seen my usual post office worker recently though :O
That evening I played Touch rugby. One of the guys from house group had organised it. It was raining. My trainers are clearly not made for wet, muddy grass. I ended up on the floor more than once and came home horrendously dirty. About right for a rugby match then! It was really good fun! The amount of anglicisms was entertaining. Sorry, getoucht, intercept - all perfectly acceptable words. Merci also wriggles its way into common use. Who needs German when you can speak denglish??
Friday night, Maral and I decided to go to the opening of the Beach Bar. Thankfully it had stopped raining. There we ran into Raffi who joined us.(He will probably read this so just to add.. he is well cool) There was a reggae band. How cool! We moved on to a few other bars and met up with some of his friends and generally had a really good night out! Lots of dancing, which was always going to rate highly in my book. We stumbled home in the very early hours, when the sun was already up. Yes, yes, dirty stop out I know!
I spent most of Saturday sleeping, before going to meet the same group of guys at the beach bar again.
It wasn't as busy and it was quite cold. I drew lots of things in the sand, because I'm cool like that. Anyway, after everyone arrived we moved on to somewhere indoors. More dancing! Yay. Definitely didn't stay out anywhere near as late. I did enjoy the kebab on the way home though.

yeah that's right... dancing

I spent most of yesterday watching TV. Lovely and lazy still! Not like I had work to do. The school this week had forgotten to draw up a timetable for me. I had to turn up first thing and let them find classes for me. Before I'd even taught one class, 3 teachers asked if I would be in their classes this week. All I could say, "err I don't know." And they call me disorganised!
My favourite part of the day so far has to have been the boy who asked if we could do the whole English lesson in German, since I'm learning German and it would be really helpful for me. Can't decide if this is cheeky or adorable.  Closely followed by the following conversation:
boy: "What's your last name"
Me: 'McKechnie" *writes it on the board*
boy: "Do you like MacDonald's",
me: "No, not really"
boy: "but your name is almost the same!"
My aim for today is now not to take a nap before this afternoon's class. I can feel my eyelids drooping. Perhaps it's time for another cup of tea.